Their eyes met and Ezekiel felt his heart rip in two as sorrow bled into her sanguine. He did not wish for his body to betray him in such a way—did not wish to show such fear from the twin sister he had chased across the deepest, darkest forests. Amber eyes softened, as they did only for her, and his mouth opened to stop her from putting the blame on herself. Then suddenly, she approached and thrust at him the mountain range they had crossed as children, painted in vibrant colors and hues that contrasted against the darker parts of her work. He had seen her mural on the Mansion, but this was something made just for him.
He held it gingerly, as he had held the baby ravens, and could not hide the true gratitude on his face. “Oh Tali,” he said quietly, hair tumbling into his face. When he looked up, he was smiling broadly despite having sad eyes. One hand held the painting while he moved to embrace his twin, having no room in his heart to ever hate her, even after all those terrible things she had said. “It’s beautiful,” Ezekiel added, releasing her slightly in order to better observe the painting in his hand.
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