#cain lotf

[atlas-ponders]

Revisiting the twins lore has been interesting.

I'm studying them in a lab.

They share a braincell your honor

[the-cain-conundrum]

= A small creature catches the corner of your eye. You don't go to the woods much, you know better. Too many people have been lost to the woods, but something seems to draw you in, it makes it impossible to deny that something is calling your name. Something wishes for Cain. =

= Standing in the midst of the low hanging branches, and bark climbing ivy, stands a deer. Two antlers with prongs reaching toward the sky. The deer isn't afraid of you. He watches you with soft eyes, with doe-like lashes. He doesn't run or flee like every other deer you've met. He watches. He wishes for Cain. You blink, briefly. The deer is gone as soon as your eyes close. =

= Perhaps an omen, or a sign from God. Whatever the deer was is a memory now. Something that you'll never see again. The thick bone of the antlers that twist and knot. Deer are strange, aren't they? =

-🪶

<< Cain looks to the woods, his eyes lighting up with childlike wonder. Wonder Cain hasn't experienced in a while. His eyes fall on the creature, something tender surfacing. Something Cain didn't know he was capable of. >>

<< It feels as if it's beckoning to him, it wants him to come closer. He was warned about the dangers of the woods and venturing on his own. >>

"W-what are you-?"

<< Cain remembers his lessons from his uncle, you don't rush it. You approach it slowly. Something drew him closer to the deer, something fascinated him, made him yearn for whatever this deer had to offer. He wanted to reach out to touch it, not to harm it, but to feel it there. >>

<< Cain's eyes study the deer's antlers, Cain's eyes travel down until they lock with the soft black eyes of the deer. Cain reached out, as soon as it appeared it disappeared. Cain left there reaching out for something that was no longer there. >>

<< If it was even there in the first place, Cain didn't know, and he didn't want to. He knew that the feeling it gave him was real enough. >>

<< Cain sits down into the soft bed of grass and leaves, the older leaves crunching beneath his weight. The slow cool breeze brushes his face, bringing that small, subtle lifelike movement to his hair. The wind gives him a sense of comfort before blowing elsewhere. >>

~♟️

[the-cain-conundrum]

Confer with Cain

☾ 𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐛𝐞𝐥, 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟒𝐭𝐡, 𝟏𝟗𝟒𝟎

☾ 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐛𝐞𝐥, 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

☾ 𝐈𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

☾ 𝐄𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐚𝐭

☾ 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐎𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 ♟️/🚬

"𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒑𝒍𝒊𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒃, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒖𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚. 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑯𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒎𝒃𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏. 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔. 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆."

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[the-cain-conundrum]

Hello Cain, what's it like living with your father? Do you know any of the kids besides your brother who were on that plane that crashed.....

<<The boy looked roughly around his empty room, since his brother’s departure he had gotten rather used to silence. Everything felt so quiet, Cain hated the silence. Cain hated the insufferable loneliness. His little sister Evelyn made the gap of his missing companion easier, but like anyone else there were things she could not do. Cain missed being able to play chess without Evelyn running off with the little wooden knights, even if it meant playing with his little brother who had thrown tiny wooden pawns at him four separate times.>>

<<The boy sat down on his bed, everything was the slightest bit cleaner with the absence. Sometimes he found himself missing Abel bringing spiders in from the garden and placing them on his shoulder, which is ridiculous considering the only person who could scream louder in that scenario was his father. He found solace in the garden, a familiarity that helped him handle constant questions from his little sister asking if they would ever see their brother again. It was something that he could mold with his own two hands, something that would crumble without his influence.>>

“I always thought my dad’s attention would fix something, make me feel better, more accomplished. But it’s painful. I don’t want attention that’s passed down to me because Abel’s gone.”

“He still calls me Abel sometimes.”

<<With the shift in question his posture softens, the expression on his face lightened up. A small smile stretched across his face.>>

“I’ve spent a lot of time with the Briggs, Pollux is a really worthy chess companion. He’s actually taught me a few techniques I didn’t know. He can even lose without indenting my forehead with flying chess pieces. Our dad’s work together, his little brother Castor was on the plane that crashed like Abel. My cousin Beckett was on the plane too I think. It’s been a while since I’ve seen him though.”

“It’s not easy sometimes to live without Abel’s constant noise, Dad doesn’t think he’s coming back. It causes arguments between my parents a lot, but uncle Francis has started coming over more frequently to help.”

“It’s just made me aware that just because my cousins are here, doesn’t make up for the lack of Abel. Even if Dad thinks it's foolish, I hold out hope that he’s okay. I miss him.. alot."

-♟️

[mentioned: Castor at @echoes-of-the-woods & Abel at @blood-of-my-brother ]

[atlas-ponders]

Abel and Cain to me

[the-cain-conundrum]

Ooc Vic

I just thought I'd have a little fun with pintrest, so Cain Yarrow as seen by pintrest