the moon only shines with the help of the sun
”A little.” Marcus admitted, squirming with the discomfort of the idea. ”I just don’t want to do anything wrong.” He said, another admittance of vulnerability. He knew his magic wasn’t something that his mother would be able to teach him and that he would have to rely on the teachers and other students in the Academy. That part did not bother him — his parents were both keen to teach him and his twin that they needed to accept and seek help from others in their lives. Doing the opposite of that was prideful, and it wasn’t the Olson way. Pride killed.
But Marcus wanted to make his parents — his father — proud, just like he had done today. Learning well and doing what was most pleasing to them.
But Marcus wanted to make his parents — his father — proud, just like he had done today. Learning well and doing what was most pleasing to them.
it's not as safe when your walking alone
