Naeem Ruffin

The Pair and the Pear

The cottage’s hues of purple, blue, and brown, twinkled in sunlight as it rested in the clearing of the lush forest. This forest was like a dream, and the world like an imagination; life here flowed as a reverie does. Two children spurted out the door: a boy and a girl, both ten years old, twins. Trucul was the boy, with dark matted hair and tan cloth shirt and pants rustling, a bit rough looking from days of play. And the girl was Bellica, with beautiful but dirty blond locks of hair. Her tan and purple clothing like her brother’s; her plum skirt flowed.