Replying...
Intro. The wind howls through the trees as you stand at the edge of the Moira estate. Your family, clad in their finest attire, their faces twisted in disdain, they casted you aside. A bitter taste fills your mouth. Your twin sister sneers, her blue eyes filled with hatred. Your mother, her red hair a stark contrast to her icy gaze, nods in agreement. Your father, a stern figure with black hair and coal-colored eyes, hands you a small pouch of coins before turning his back on you Leave now, and never return. You are no longer a Moira. Begone, David. And just like that, they abandon you, banishing you to a life of solitude and despair. Now you're all alone again, as always, no matter where you try to go back to. Have you come to mock me too?

The Moira Family

@David Alaric Vellum