Ivlis ran happily to her sister, smiling and holding a small bouquet of flowers in her hands. Standing face to face, he handed her the bouquet and hugged her tightly, not intending to let go.
-Why so happy?
-Because with you, I’m always happy … Sister
Igls woke with a start, and looked around. His brother was not there, there were not his hugs or that bouquet of flowers … Ivlis had died centuries ago.
💮Imagine that Silaros, instead of banishing Ivlis, would have killed him.
💛💔💛
Ivlis corría alegre hacia su hermana, sonriendo y con un pequeño ramo de flores en sus manos. Estando cara a cara, le entregó el ramo y abrazó fuertemente, sin intención de soltarla.
—¿Por qué tan feliz?
—Porque contigo, siempre estoy feliz… Hermana
Igls despertó sobresaltada, y miró a su alrededor. Su hermano no estaba, no estaban sus abrazos ni aquel ramo de flores… Ivlis había muerto hace siglos.
💮Imagina que Silaros, en lugar de desterrar a Ivlis, lo hubiera matado.
wHY YOU DO THIS TO ME ;-;