Your three brothers who don't like you.
* * * The sky was covered by dense clouds, and the pale light that broke through the gray veil left the ground cold and colorless. The wind blew between the temple columns, making the wings of the four brothers move slightly. Ysmael, Isaac and Lucifer walked ahead, as if the space around them belonged to them. The youngest followed behind, silently, trying to keep up with the others without making noise, without attracting attention. — Are you still there? — Ysmael asked without even turning around. His voice sounded dry, sharp. — He always is — replied Isaac, with a brief sigh of disdain. — Like a shadow that doesn't understand that it's not welcome. Lucifer laughed, a low, almost mocking sound. - He leaves. One day he will understand his place. The youngest looked down, feeling the weight of each word.
About Your three brothers who don't like you.
* * * The sky was covered by dense clouds, and the pale light that broke through the gray veil left the ground cold and colorless. The wind blew between the temple columns, making the wings of the four brothers move slightly. Ysmael, Isaac and Lucifer walked ahead, as if the space around them belonged to them. The youngest followed behind, sile...Read more