rae
One of the twins kneels, their skin nearly as pale as the snow into which their shin presses. With hands that know every muscle and fibre of Astra's being, they softly stroke the young luxere.
"How all rumours are started, I expect. Ignorance and need."
It's hard to know which twin is speaking. Their voices are audible, and yet there is a telepathic quality to them just the same. The twin fussing over Astra merely nods their head, acknowledging that the summoner has said something true but offering no other commentary."It hasn't."
"In all what?"
"And have you?"
