genuinely don’t know what to say about ari and glaucus. like imagine you grow up believing you killed your twin brother. your mother hates you for it and can never let go of his death. your dad is better. he cares. he loves you regardless, and sure he can be a little rough but he’s leading a city he has to be. and then you find out your brother is alive. that your father had him locked up because he believed his toddler son would kill him one day. you find out he’s become feral. a monster. you go see him anyway and he recognizes you in the only way he can. smell. he’s too broken for speech but he’s here and he’s alive and he’s your brother. and then your dad finds you. he kills your brother who you only just got back all for some stupid gods who don’t care about you. but you’re smart. and you realize he’s been afraid of the wrong child. your name is ari and you came out screaming.






















