They lost each other in the woods they so loved to explore. She followed that flutter of wings to imprisonment, and he was left in that empty house, consumed in guilt, returning to that forest of nightmares day after day to comb the trees for the sister he’d lost. When she came home, cursed and broken, a winter had grown between them, a white wall of secrecy which holds them apart even as they cling tighter than ever. One thing is certain: they cannot lose one another again.

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