Meaghan Wilkins
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The Middle
Perched atop three night-shrouded thrones with wisps of shadows were the Kings and Queen of death. Fíodóir’s dull, blonde hair curls at her elbows, softening her sharp features and vibrant silver eyes. Bás had eyes like swirling black pools and his chin-length blond hair is tied at the nape of his neck, while Fírinne’s eyes are absent of colour and his hair sits just above his shoulders. The siblings share the same high cheekbones and sharp-cut jaws with slender figures. Fíodóir is Queen, weaving together the threads of venom, joy, colour, purity, and violence, and ensuring the fabric of the world stays intact. Bás is a King and he commands death, choosing when and how everything dies. Fírinne, the other King, chooses how souls spend their time in death. He decides whether they spend their afterlife in eternal pain or bliss. Together, they are the gods of fate.
By Meaghan Wilkins4 years ago in Fiction