Stranger Twins

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This is a prologue for one of my new stories... Do let me know what you think of it!

The Sawyer twins could not have been more different than two strangers who met each other on a metro on their way to work in the early hour morning rush.

Astra was fair in every sense of the word. Dazzling silver-blonde hair, pale pink cheeks, electric blue eyes. And when she walked, it seemed she drew the light from her surroundings only to let it burst out of herself with every step.

Zara, on the other hand had dark features. Jet black hair, shimmering emerald eyes, beautiful olive skin. And she spread an aura of surrealistic mystique in the air with her every breath.

And what an irony it was, for Astra took after her father Ethan, a tall handsome blonde man he was. A mere mortal like me and you, but with features no less than a God descended from the mountains.

And Zara took after her mother, the beautiful witch Estora, who had drifted apart from her clan on a ruse, a mission to allow herself to live amidst the humans, to sense how their lives differed, to appreciate their non-magic ways of living.

It had been a magical love story between Ethan and Estora, and the witch had been astounded that it was possible to feel the ecstasy of emotions coiling from within the confines of the heart without the use of syrupy love potions. But fallen in love they had, and out of fear that the spell would break if Ethan found out about her magic, Estora had lied of her origins, hidden that she could use but a wand to get her will if she so wished. She rid her hands of the magical object and it hung around her neck instead, a foot long twig, playing the role of a lucky charm for an innocent Ethan.

And exactly a year and nine months after the happy union of the two in a parish church, the stranger twins had been born. And Estora had found herself in a much difficult fix when she realized Zara as mortal as Ethan and Astra as magical blooded as herself. And what could she say to Ethan when Astra fiddled with her wand as she held her tenderly for the first time, shocking him with a shower of sparks raining from the ceiling..?

As you can imagine, having being lied to for the better part of their marriage did not go well with Ethan, and exactly two months after their birth, it had been decided that Zara would live with her father, and Astra was bundled up for the long journey to the woods, where the fairies and the elves and the witches and wizards and all other magical folk are confined.

But what is not in the will of Destiny cannot be the will of the course of nature. And it had not been the will of Destiny that two daughters born to look so different would grow up, live their lives and die without ever having known that they had a much un-identical sister.

And to get Her will, Destiny had to bend around the formations of what the meddling of mere witches and men had brought about. And She moved herself in such beautiful fashions that no older was Astra five years old, she had fallen in love with a mortal. And Destiny moved herself in such enthralling circles that when Zara was only five years old, she had first sighted magical presence in the air around her…