@twelveminutesoldier wanted some wanda !!
DEATH came along on swift wings for the twins but they did not succumb to the darkness, they did not allow for the skeletal fingers to claw and pull them down towards the dirt. instead, they rose even if they faltered in their steps. they continued on despite the tormented pain squeezing inside of them to STOP everything. they did not fall. but still wanda worried, not for herself but for her brother’s sake. he faced a closer entrapment with the churning shadows whispering around them. he saw the closing chapter but not the very end of the tale. how could she bring him back into the light when SHE created her own darkness? how could she offer him stability when she shook on her own two feet? pushing the thoughts aside, she knocked on pietro’s door, entering before he even said a word. ❝ brother, ❞ she greeted, eyeing him critically. ❝ have you slept? ❞ she asked even if she knew the truth. she tended to know pietro’s comments before he voiced them. not even from peering into his mind either but just because she knew him. ❝ we worry them. ❞ she shook her head. ❝ i worry them. did you see what happened?❞
