“The dead don’t talk, you dolt. An’ even if they did, I wouldn’t summon some old nobody. I’d call for someone of importance. Like King Arthur…Robin Hood…one of the mummies at the museum. Ask if they really worshiped cats.”
The pebble rolls into a puddle. Gyula kicks it out again; it rattles down the street. Mother will get mad about the muck on his shoes, but when isn’t she upset with him? At eleven years old, he is a man of the world. His mind is burgeoning with ideas and concepts. Sometimes he feels like no one understands how it is to be a genius.
Except his brother.
“It’s all bollocks anyway. Smoke an’ mirrors. Trick stuff.” Gyula pauses, hands stuffed in the pockets of his shorts. The spires of Cathedral Ward reach toward the sky, dragon teeth bared in the midst of some silent bellow. From the alley in Old Yharnam, they look a thousand miles away. “Y’think they could do it?”
█ ▌✟ ┈┈ ❝ I dunno, Gyu. D’you think so ? ❞
Tattered boots of own scamper to join brother’s,
eager to share in captivity of attentions. Prior averted
eyes had been focused on a murder of crows
racketing further down street. Alike are both they
in face, and in mind, although naturally mere minutes
younger of blood does not cease in the encouraged
scatter of thoughts, the fragment of concentration.
Words of eldest floats beyond listening ears,
to only ghost their meanings by thought enough to
process them. And who is he to blame, for the
years in which heart had been graced to the world
merely just passed over decade.
Such is it to be young; such is it to be wound
by tightest of bonds, to closest of blood.
No other soul understands Djura so adeptly as twin.
Without consciously doing so, youngest follows
actions of slipping hands into pockets, finding comfort
in the stark cool of metal against skin found there- A
bullet casing, engraved upon silver with family’s sigil,
discovered perhaps a bit too near to father’s firearms
than would be content with either parent.
Awed gaze, brim with wonder, casts towards alleys and
backstreets, dangers and mysteries laid out before them.
The whole world is ahead. All they have to do is
set out and claim it.
