The air was filled with the sound of nightly creatures. The moon lite up the ground as the stars seemed to dance in the sky. The wind whistled the most beautiful tune. The night was beautiful, it always has been. Hopefully always will be, but in time things change, for better or for worst.
Crimson looked up at the night sky, his light blue eyes captured in both amazement and beauty. He sighed longingly as he gazed upon the stars. His body seemingly perfectly relaxed in grass that surrounded him.
He loved the night sky, it was the most beautiful thing in the world to him. So it wasn't unusual to find him laying outside looking up and admiring the world he couldn't reach.
"Cri, it's cold...come inside." Crimson averted his gaze from the stars above and turn his head at the sound of his brothers voice. As he turned he was meet with a pair of light colored eyes that matched his own. "It's pretty isn't it?" Crimson asked as he looked back up at the sky. A small huff could be heard along with the sound shuffling feet walking away. Crimson slightly frowned as his brother left, but as soon as he did he heard his brother once more. "At least cover up you dip shit." Caspian spoke harshly as he throw a blanket over his brothers face, blocking his veiw of the sky. The frown that once covered Crimson's face now was replaced with a wide grin. Crimson grasped the blanket and moved it from his face and wrapped it around him self, he looked over as his brother still smiling widely. Caspian glared daggers towards his brother as he plopped down beside him. "You need to be more carefully, you could catch a cold...," Caspian averted his gaze and looked up towards the sky, he leaned back from his sitting position spreading his body out into the grass.." but yes...it is quite pretty."
After awhile Crimson's eyes became heavy, causing them to close. As they closed he soon fell into a deep sleep. Caspian's eyes never felt the sky until he heard a gentle snore from across him. He turned over and found his brother sleeping. A small grin creeped across his lips as he sat up, completely standing. He grasped his blanket, throwing it over his shoulder. He bent over and gently wrapped his arms around the other and carefully picked him up, cradling him as if he was a child. Caspian looked down at his brother, it was like looking into a mirror. They were identical in every way physically, but emotionally and mentally they are both very much different. Caspian raised One of his hands, moving the hair in front of his brothers face. He looked back up at the stars and sighed heavily. "He may not remember, but he will always reach for the stars mother. Just like you told him." With that said he turned towards the house and began walking inside.
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Reaching For The Stars
FantasyThis is a story of two twin brothers. One that wants to reach for the stars and another that wants to turn away and never return. One that remembers nothing and the other who wants to forget everything. ~This is my first time writing so please don't...