Dragonlance week#3 - family
The Twins in their childhood <3
Characters: the Majere twins
prompts / @dragonlance-week
āRaistlin!ā Caramonās voice boomed through the house. āWhere are you? Weāre playing hide and seek!ā
A group of boys and girls waited for them and Caramon believed that if his brother just gave them a chance that theyād finally accept him. Sure, Raistlin wasnāt as fast or as strong as him (or the rest of the Solace children), but fresh air and sunshine surely wouldnāt hurt.
Not to mention that he wouldnāt allow them to taunt his twin with icky words or push him around.
Not while his brother watched.
Raistlin didnāt chose to be so frail. Or so strange at times. The other children should know better and be much nicer.
Laughter echoed through the air and Caramon sighed heavily. āHeyyyy, theyāre starting without us.ā
After another five minutes, he started to worry. Heād looked beneath the beds and tables, opened their cupboards and thought about maybe checking their sparse food reserves. Raistlin did a surprisingly good job at vanishing into thin air and not answering to his brother. Not to mention him wandering off to the forest and not telling anyone, which Kitiara always answered with a light smack to his head.
The other children seemed to be gone by now, which didnāt bother him as much as it should.
Caramon bit his lip. āRaistlin? Please say something.ā
Breathing a sigh of relief, he followed Raistlinās voice. His brother sat huddled beneath a dresser and chair and faced their motherās bedroom door. His knees rested against his chest and his hair hid most of his face. He looked sad and Caramon hated that.
He never knew how to cheer him up or make him better. With the other boys farting and burping often did the trick, but his twin rolled his eyes at such antics.
Raistlin raised his head. āIām already hiding, Caramon.ā
āBut, but! Come outside. The sun is nice and youāre already so pale.ā He leaned forwards and offered him a hand.
āNo, Iām staying here.ā
Caramon followed Raistlinās line of sight. āIs she⦠up?ā
āNo, I tried to make her eat butā¦ā Raistlin pointed at the bread and cheese that had become even dryer. āShe didnāt open the door.ā
Caramon knew better than to disturb her and hoped that Kitiara returned from wherever she was right now to make them something to eat and cheer them up.
āDonāt know. Can you?ā Raistlin offered him a rare smile.
āFine, sit down then.ā
Caramon pushed the chair to the side and sat down at Raistlinās side. With their shoulders touching, not playing hide and seek seemed okay.