lavender / magic / sisters
for everything that dahlia was, mona was more.
when you are born, you are given two names. your name and the name of your other. and your other is your source of power. from their blood to their voice, they are yours to use. a reflection of yourself.
and mona was more to me than anyone could ever think to be. she was the sun in the window, the blue of the sky, the end of the world and even more than that, she was my sister. she was half my name. she was my perfect reflection.
and you took her from me.
so, i will take everything from you.
send me 3 things & i’ll write the synopsis for that book.