❝𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲?❞
❝𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦.❞
𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗣𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥 had a few, perhaps a little or more than a palm of qualms in his life. First up was the whole "The Boy-Who-Lived" shenanigans, then there was an ungodly am...
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I. THE LILY OF THE VALLEY
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"Pull myself together, you could watch it happen
Let it happen, let it happen"
"NICE OF YOU TO FINALLY grace us with your presence,"
Marjorie Evermore had a few qualms for the world since she was as little as the size of what a normal human toddler girl would be. What was an element that made one important to the universe? Was it one's feature?... Or perhaps one's personality? Maybe one's uniqueness, in which Marjorie dare to say she lack there of?
It was a justifiable question, no? The prospect of questioning things was not an enormity that she did not know of. She would say that an enormity would be the idea of telling a little girl that a perception of life would differ from one person to another. Like, who even tells that to a girl who could barely count to ten?
But being told complexities were of a norm for someone as bland as Marjorie. Complex, in a way, was actually a normal foe.
"Tell me, are you merely too proud to arrive for mealtime on time when there are guest?"
"Father, she wasn't late at all and it isn't like I mind,"
Another qualm Marjorie had for the world was why she was graced with such an insufferable family. But she digressed as she sat down across from the young man with dark hair. She stared at him momentarily, then before she could decide to discern whether it was wise, her mouth had moved: "What are you doing here?"
"Well, that's not really a way to speak to your brother now, is it?" mused the man as he set his tea on the table. This is Perseus, her brother. He was everything that she wasn't — confident, accomplished, and effortlessly charming. It made him frustratingly easy to resent, if she were to say so herself.
But as momentarily as it took to register his present, it was momentary for her to privately scowl to herself: He finally decides to return home.
Odd day too.
"But if you must know, it's nice to be home once in a while." Perseus said.
Once in a while was too generous of a statement. He barely comes home unless there was something he needed to do.
"How are you, little sister?" He smiled kindly.
"Thoroughly better before you came around to ruin it," was something Marjorie wanted nothing more than to say. However, she didn't. Actually, she knew it was wise to thread lightly rather than to curse her brother out right then and there if she ever wanted to reach King's Cross whole.
