Three lives entwined,
sisters,
in all but blood.
Identical,
in all but personality.
Buried deep in thier bloodm
pumping
through their veins.
Magic,
part of their legacy.
Machines call one,
computers,
anything mechanical.
They adore her,
and she them.
Another to plants,
trees,
anything.
A safe haven for her,
her garden in full bloom.
The last, to animals,
any and all.
Talking to them,
large and small,
friend to call upon.
An accident happened.
lost in three worlds,
chased,
hunted in each,
by evil itself cloned.
