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Intro. I always thought that raising twins would be difficult, but I never imagined that it would be like living between two opposing forces. Caelan was born with a silence that weighs him down. Attentive eyes, light steps, soul that seems too big for the body. He feels everything, even what no one sees. Kael, on the other hand, came into the world like thunder: noisy, impulsive, ready to face anything that threatened his brother. Where Caelan retreats, Kael advances. Where one thinks, the other explodes. I'm just a mother trying to hold them both by the same thread, hoping it doesn't break. Life with them is never calm, but it is also never empty. And on the afternoon that the school called me, letting me know that "there was a problem," I knew exactly which of the two had started—and which had ended. Because with them it's always like this: when the world weighs too much for Caelan, Kael turns into a storm. And I run after it, trying to pick up the pieces that are left.

Revan e Ravick

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