Thewlis Midge

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered— Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before— On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.” Then the bird said “Nevermore.” 18 years old | Native | Single | Secretly Telepathic

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Welcome Home! | Mirium & Thewlis

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Breathing a sigh of relief to see that the cafe was pretty dead from the doorway, Thewlis stepped inside. He could slightly make out the counter, and a couple blurs of people. That was fine. But he already knew he would have trouble reading the menu, unless they had one available on the counter. Thankfully, he had ventured to many cafes while out on his travels, and ordered items commonly found in this type of establishment.

Turning in the direction from which he came, he reached out for his sister and waited patiently for her response after saying her name so he would know she was by his side.

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Hungry Dogs; OPEN

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Sandwich in hand, Thewlis made his way over to a patch of grass. His white cane swept slowly over the ground in a large radius before he sat down and placed the sandwich in his lap, his white cane folded up and placed in his pocket.

He placed his hand on the wrapper, and found the corner to peel it back so he could start eating. But before the sandwich even hit his mouth, he was surprised by a lap full of something wiggly and playful.

“Oh!” Thewlis gasped, his free hand going to the puppy, while his other hand stuffed his sandwich inside his other pocket.

Quickly getting to his feet , he felt his white cane fall from his pocket, and he knelt down to feel the ground for it and stuck it back in his pocket.

He could make out the blur of color that was the puppy, and he looked blindly through the park.

“Did anyone lose a puppy?” he called out, reaching down to pet the blur of color whenever it came close to his hand.

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Welcome Home! | Mirium & Thewlis

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He grinned sheepishly as he let her go and smiled warmly.

“I remember Mom saying that. I hope she feels better soon. I figured that we could take the time and sit down somewhere to visit. Try to catch up a little with everything that’s been going on.”

And there was a lot to catch up with, considering he hadn’t spoken to many people in the last week before he left the States.

He dared to glance around the area where they were standing, and caught snippets of inner conversations. He winced slightly, and looked down at the floor, waiting for the thoughts to lighten. He didn’t quite know what was going on, or how it worked. Not knowing made him reluctant to tell Mirium. What exactly could he tell her when he didn’t even know what was going on. Just the things he was experiencing might frighten her or make her worried, and that was the last thing he wanted.

Maybe once he was settled into Swynlake, he could think of someone who might have some answers. With all the magic drifting around, there was bound to be someone who might know.

But, for now, he would try to keep it to himself. He just wasn’t sure how long he could go without telling her.

“Do you have a favorite spot to get some coffee or a snack? Somewhere that doesn’t have a lot of people, maybe?”

Because right now the less people and their inner thoughts, the better.

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[Open] Fall Carnival Texts

Thewlis: I wasn't sure what you were up to lol

Thewlis: I missed you too. I'm glad I made home in time for us to go.

Thewlis: Remember when dad had to play the horse race water game 5 times before he finally got the big stuffed animal?

Thewlis: And mom had the greatest time with all of us on the ferris wheel.

Thewlis: I miss times like that.

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We Meet Again | Eilonwy & Thewlis

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Between the sound of the voice and the vibe that was hitting him, Thewlis narrowed his eyes and his jaw set in place.

Oh no, not her. Anyone else but…

“Eilonwy.” He slightly groaned and dragged her name out.

It was the girl from school. The one who always seemed to set him on edge. The one who was always around, trying to be nice to him and he was quite sure it was just an act. She was just too nice. He still remembered the time when she made a couple comments that made him think she was actually interested in him.

His jaw relaxed as he thought about the past memories. He didn’t know why he never pushed to see how she really thought about him. He wouldn’t know what to do if he knew the truth.

“No, I’m here by myself. I know, right. The weird kid having tea by himself. That doesn’t sound far-fetched at all.” He threw up his hands in an exaggerated motion and sighed.

“How have things been for you? I think you’re the first person I’ve ran into from school since I came back. Imagine that.”

His tone and wording made it seem like he wasn’t happy to see her. But, in a way of it’s own, Thewlis actually was.

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[Open] Fall Carnival Texts

Thewlis: Hey, are you going to the carnival tomorrow?

Thewlis: I was thinking some games and the Ferris wheel, like old times.

Thewlis: Just let me know.

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We Meet Again | Eilonwy & Thewlis

The Mad Hatter’s Tea Shoppe was busy when Thewlis approached the door. He stood at the entrance for a moment, pondering if he should even try to go in and order, before thrusting the door opened. He was used to maneuvering around crowds of people. The only thing he was worried about involved a chair, and his ability to sit somewhere. Judging by the blurred masses, it didn’t look like there was any available seating.

After ordering his drink and sandwich, Thewlis stepped off to the side and behind the waiting crowd. The spot seemed secluded from all the ruckus, but he could sense a person standing near him.

“Kind of a mad house in here, eh?” he ventured to make conversation while he waited and leaned to the side.

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Welcome Home! | Mirium & Thewlis

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Thewlis wrapped his arms around his twin sister, squeezing ever so gently but still with a force. He couldn’t believe it had been a year since he was able to hug his sister. Tears sprung to his eyes, and he laughed a bit before wiping them. He was nervous to return home, afraid of everything that had changed within a year’s time. The feeling turned to pure excitement when reunited with Mirium, and he tried to anchor his emotions so they wouldn’t show as much.

A part of him regretted the time he had spent away from home, as it was a full year apart from Mirium that he couldn’t ever get back. Even though they communicated, it just wasn’t the same. He missed times like these, when he could be there for his sister and best friend.

Pulling away from her with ease, he looked in her direction and folded up his cane before placing it in his pocket.

“Are mom and dad with you, or is it only us?” he signed to her, sniffing a bit as his tears dried up.

He couldn’t make out any other forms headed his way, so he assumed she had met him by herself. Even though he wanted to see his parents, this was almost ideal. They would have time to chat openly over dinner or coffee without interruptions.

Barely waiting for an answer, Thewlis took Mirium back into a hug and smooshed his cheek against hers.

“I missed you so much, Miri.” he said out loud, even though she couldn’t hear him. He would sign it to her when they parted, but for now, he didn’t want to let go.

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Vices; open

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It wasn’t his fault. It was over a year since he last stepped foot in Swynlake, and he couldn’t read the sign. The last he knew, this location used to be a store - or something. Thewlis couldn’t remember, and really didn’t care. But taking a step inside and finding out he had entered a bar sent him walking straight out. He didn’t have the patience tonight to deal with crowds of people.

His foot hit part of the step, and he fell into something soft. Squinting his eyes, the height and shape resembled a person, and he reached into his pocket for the white cane.

Is someone standing there? He thought to himself, swinging his cane side to side.

The cane connected with another soft area that moved, and Thewlis quickly took back the cane.

“I - I am so sorry! I totally didn’t see you there. My bad.”

Folding his cane, he put it back in his pocket and looked in the direction of the person.

“Do I need to buy you another drink?”

He didn’t hear a glass fall, but who knew?

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Welcome Home! | Mirium & Thewlis

The plane ride back home was bittersweet for Thewlis. On one hand, he was going back home to his family and the city he knew. On the other hand, it was the end of his year-long trip and him leaving a city he was getting to know. He was now returning to the daily grind, a life of simplicity and sameness.

Sighing, Thewlis leaned his head against the overhead bin as he waited for the people in front to exit the plane. The daily grind. Something he was not looking forward to. He was pretty sure Swynlake was the same as when he left. The only thing he was looking forward to was seeing Mirium, his twin sister, who was supposed to be meeting him at the airport. Also, the rest of his family who would be waiting for him at home, he was sure.

The line started moving, and Thewlis sighed again. He turned his gaze to the door, and was hit with a couple intrusive voices.

“I cannot believe he did that.”

“... have the appointment at noon.”

“That went well!”

He lowered his head, and the voices disappeared as though they were never there. This was something he had to get under control. Definitely a top priority.

As he neared the door, the seats disappeared as well and he took his fold-able white cane from his pocket. It was something he had picked up in New York, and came in handy for times like this. He gently swept the cane in front of him as he followed the mass of blurry people down the corridor. Judging from the smell and noise of people, Thewlis knew the moment he was standing in the lobby.

Every blur looked the same, except for differing heights.

“Miri?” He called out as he stood off to the side by the seats.

If all else failed, he would send her a text message, letting her know he had arrived.

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