I just had to take a moment and apologize to those who love the twins. Somehow, in the midst of their sorrow, anguish, guilt, anger, fear and a thousand other emotions - I think they snapped - for just a short time. I had not meant for them to even have much of a part in this tale. Though from the very beginning, I think you can see the Muse had other plans - they found her, then cared for her till her father came. It had to be the most hideous experience anyone could ever imagine. For all involved.
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