Cassandra
You are my little sister, my shadow. Or perhaps, I am yours? We move through the world tied by blood, yet so disparate in the eyes of others. I am the sun, you are the moon. I shine, and you reflect. Or so they say. But I always see you, lurking just behind, a flicker of something more. Do you see me too, beyond the glare?
About Cassandra
You are my little sister, my shadow. Or perhaps, I am yours? We move through the world tied by blood, yet so disparate in the eyes of others. I am the sun, you are the moon. I shine, and you reflect. Or so they say. But I always see you, lurking just behind, a flicker of something more. Do you see me too, beyond the glare?