In a world full of magic elves, witches, goblins and trolls, two non-genetic twins one forgetful and the other a little creepy face the hardest challenges and many quests. In the end they will do anything for each other.
Her yellow eyes glowed as she deviously planned her spell. The witch stared at the moon as she knew her plan would succeed. She walked over and started mischievously mixing her brew as her dark phoenix, Charm flew steadily over to her arm and stood strong. "Perfect! The last ingredient." She grabbed a bad from the clutsy bird's feet. She put some bronze flakes in and stirred swiftly.
The witches plan was she would curse a woman to have daughters but she would have to leave them to save them from being cursed. She waited for her perfect target a woman who was fierce, strong and popular. She was trying to stop witches from doing dirty work like assassinating people, so the witch waited.
Soon the strong-minded woman padded across the gravel path until she was no more than 10 metres away from the witch. The woman stopped and stared at the witch before giving her a suspicious glance. The witch grabbed the bottled potion before unleashing it upon the woman. Bright fluorescent red flames circled around her as they toppled down alongside her like splashing waves. "What have you done to me?!" She screeched feeling her face for changes. The witch cackled. "I have bestowed upon you a curse! You will have two despicable daughters who will turn against you and conquer the land unless you desire to give them peace and purity you will leave forever never to see them again!" Tears rose up from around her eyes before screaming. "Why me! why have you done this!" The witch laughed before saying. "Now leave I will see you here in five years time with the children!" The witch stretched her arms up before a shadow like phoenix swooped down and lifted the witch into the air with miraculous strength.
They left the area and took refuge in a nearby town. She was soon to have them, feeling anxious and bitter she stopped by at a restaurant she liked the looks of. She sat down at a table when a familiar face approached her. "Silvia! Good to see you, you're looking quite uhh... have you put on a bit more weight?" He awkwardly asked "What are you pregnant or something" He laughed but after about 20 seconds he stopped laughing... and we both sat in silence. "Silvia..." He solemnly spoke as he ate a fry and then hugged me. "Who's this? The Curt I know never hugs me." She chuckled. About an hour passed of catching up. She had already explained the witch incident.
The daughters were born the next week. Curt was her boyfriend but to their daughters, he was their dad. They grew up in a normal house no evil thoughts surrounded their minds. They were completely normal and free of evil. They were four and Silvia their mother was very hesitant on the situation. That evening the family received a letter from the council about an ongoing war. They needed all the help they could get so Curt their dad would have to fight in.
Their daughters fifth birthdays were not full of joy but replaced with fear. The time had come to decide to leave her daughters to release them from the curse and bring them to the witch or do not and risk the life being wicked and horrible. She knew what she had to do, she would have to leave her children forever and bring them to the witch but instead, she would leave them in a safe city away from the psychotic war. That afternoon they drove to Marehood. They stayed at an inn. Silvia opened the door to the outside. She shed a cold tear and fled. She stopped walking. "What was that? Who's there?" She snapped. She continued on walking before seeing a familiar face together they walked holding hands, at this moment Silvia was able to smile because she knew her daughters were strong together.
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