SWEET BLOOD
"What about your other brother?"
"He is younger, as well, though very close to my age." He paused, as if searching his mind for validation. He nodded. "They are all younger than me. Even my darling sister."
"And what are these other siblings like?"
"My sister has her golden head bent over a spell book. I try to convince her to leave with me, as I must visit the market, but she refuses. She wants to stay, and has too much to do. She works too hard, wants to please too many people. And he, the brother closest to my age, has black hair, like mine, and he’s hunting in the forest, racing alongside the wolves."
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