Arthur Thomastien
In the crossroads of his mind
I was walking next to a white woman, keeping up with her easily. I asked, "Where are we going?"
The woman answered, "To the place where I last saw my children."
I almost didn't believe my ears. "Seshat?"
"Yes. I am she." She led me to a cottage similar to Auntie's, but it was full of nightly activity. "This is my house, where my children were born and should've been raised. My husband had passed on before the babes took their first breath. I had to raise them myself."
I began to get curious. "Why did their grandfather give them away for adoption?"
Seshat answered sadly, "My father disowned me because I was born white. When he found out my children were born white as I was, he refused to let them stay with me. He hated me and my babes for being white. Both my parents were black in both their lines."
I could tell she was upset for the loss of her twin children. "What was their gender?"
Seshat smiled at me. "You already know, Razi. You meet them both and almost picked a fight with the eldest."
At this clue, I shivered. Seshat's twins were still alive, but what scared me was who they were.
*OOC: Sorry to keep you in suspence like that, but I just had a light bulb.*
