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I pulled myself out of the little dolling funk I was in. ^.^
First, we shall start with some sadness... This story shows two little boys, both with black floppy hair, and strangely coloured eye, a bright aquamarine green like the sea. One boy was two inches taller then his brother, and quite thinner too; he had the appearance of looking stretched. The other boy was shorter, stockier then his twinned counterpart, but had a huge grin on his face and an aura of childish amiability whereas the older boy did not seem as naive. Currently, they were making their way along a hallway, with a huge silver tray laden with breakfast items carried between them. The shorter boy stopped as they passed a mirror, “Hey, Kaine. Look, my eye’s gone all funny.” Kaine stopped too, laying down the tray and stepping over it to stare at the mirror, “What is it, Kahrii?” “My left eye… It’s gone all yellowy green. 0.0” Kahrii stared into the mirror with Kaine peering in too, “Come on, we have to get the food to mum and da-“ Kahrii stepped backwards, and broke the little china sugar bowl “KAHRII! Now we have to get another one.” “I’ll do it!” He ran towards the stairs, Kaine after him, “Kahrii, careful, don’t go so fast!” Kahrii reached the stairs, tried to stop, but running too fast; he couldn’t stop himself. Kaine tried to grab his collar, his fingers just grazing the little t-shirt… “KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIINE!” Kahrii screamed, then a sickening crunch. ![]() Kaine had fell to his knees, hands over his eyes as Kahrii fell; at the crunch, he stumbled down the stairs, falling down the last few feet himself onto hands and knees. Kahrii’s limbs were at odd angles, the elbow bent backwards, leg under his chest. He had hit his head, and blood was seeping into the pale carpet, staining it an ugly crimson. Kaine shook him, “Kahrii? Kahrii, wake up! Stop playing!” He whispered, his large, expressive eyes full of fear, “I’m sorry I didn’t catch you, but you have to wake up!” Kahrii didn’t move, and when Kaine checked his pulse, he felt no throbbing beneath the skin against his fingers. “MUM! DAD!” Kaine screamed in terror, shaking Kahrii, while sobbing fitfully. Caine and Lana Greene ran down the stairs, Lana bent over Kahrii while Caine embraced his son. “Can you fix him, dad?” “I-I don’t know.” “Dad?” “Yes?” “He will wake up, won’t he?” ![]() ----- And now, Accalia and Adolpha. I forgot their past. ^^;; ![]() More dolls soon! RTFM: Read The Freaking Manual. Or stickies, in this case. Pot, Kettle is your sister, and you're from the Noble House of Black. - Quartz Falcon, VGR Mailbag You are not a special little snowflake, you are a pain in my ass. |
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