Him

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Here lays Tyde Escamilla
Co-leader of  White
Brother of the Lost Twin

The wilted flowers lay neatly as I look at the tomb, thinking that if I wasn't taken by Dave's father then he would still be here. Thinking that if I fought harder to see him that he'd still be here, wishing that we could have one more day to call ours. One more day to be twins, one more day to finish each other's sentences. What I'd give to have one more day with my twin. 

I didn't even notice that I was crying until some tears fell on my hand.

"Are you alright?" A voice asked from behind me.

"I'll be fine." I said back wiping the tears that betrayed me.

Turning around I see him, the man from my dream. You could tell he was from side white, with his white top and black jacket.

"If you don't mind me asking why are you at the co-leaders tomb?" He asked helping me up.

"He always said that he wanted to be a leader, I just never thought it would get him slaughtered." I said dusting off my dress.

"So, you knew him. How would someone from side black know him?"

"Well how could I not know my own brother?" I said looking up at him.

"Well I must be getting back." I said as he helped me onto my horse.

"I never got your name." He said looking me in the eye with his hand resting on my lower back.

"Well that's cause I never gave it. But if you must know my name is Catastrophe." I said with a small smile.

"Im Andy, leader of white. Hopefully I'll see you again." He said with a spark in his eyes that I couldn't read.

The wilted flowers

The wilted flowers

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