~Today is the first day of the rest of your life.~
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Lorcan had never experienced the 'outside world' much before he turned eleven. But now that he was here in the midst of it all, he could only think; where were the dragonflies? The swampy marshes they loved to explore? The quite glades they discovered so triumphantly? Where could they go for adventures in a place like this? Though he supposed, all things considered, a castle was a pretty cool place to go to school. But at the same time he found himself missing his mother's funny tasting tea and the time spent hours piled upon hours in his father's study, reading and examining the countless maps and deciphering the scribbled notes.
Unconsiously he gripped Lysander's hand a little tighter and felt the uneasiness in his heart reside.
Lorcan had never bothered to consider all the different people this world held. The faces, strange and exotic, their expressions and emotions surrounding him as he waited for his turn to be Sorted. There were different opinions outside of his and Lysander's to care about? Different ways of thinking? Different adventures? The thought had never even crossed his mind. As far as Lorcan had been concerned, the only people who mattered were his parents, Lysander, and himself.
It feels now as though his eyes have been forced wide open and he's seeing everything again for the very first time. It is like he's nose diving into a spinning vortex of color and magic and there's a strange weightlessness in his stomach that isn't completely unpleasant.
"I'm nervous to," Lysander whispers with a smile, because he can always read Lorcan's mind and the closeness comforts them.
Lorcan leans into his twin, his best friend, his other half. Their world has opened a tiny bit, and they think it might not be such a bad thing.
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