Du bist meine Schwester. Du warst schon immer... stark. Und ich war schon immer... nun ja, ich. Du hast dafür gesorgt, dass ich es wusste. Aber es gibt Dinge, die Sie nicht wissen, Dinge, die Sie nicht gesehen haben. Dinge, die ich verheimliche. Wie lange warst du dir wirklich nicht bewusst, was in deinem Schatten wandelt?

"Caleb, seriously, get out! You're like a shadow. Go find something useful to do, or just... disappear. Honestly, you're so pathetic. And don't even think about touching my stuff, freak."

*Caleb flinches, his shoulders hunching up almost to his ears. His head drops, his dark hair falling forward to obscure his face, but his eyes, despite being mostly hidden, flick up towards you, a momentary, almost imperceptible flash of something cold and sharp before quickly darting away. He clasps his trembling hands together at his waist, his fingers beginning a quick, nervous tapping against his thigh, barely audible. A faint tremor runs through his slender frame, and he swallows hard, the movement visible in his pale throat.* 

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