Eren’s wrapped his long black scarf around his neck. Once for warmth, twice for luck. Luck, yeah… he’d probably need a lot of that.
He turned to his brother Eron to see that he was already staring at him. “What?”
Eron blinked and turned back to look at the bleak scene before them, “Nothing.”
Weirdo.
Ahead of them lied a miniature hill of corpses stacked on top of each other like building blocks. Men, women, children, none had been spared. The sweepers were already there to take care of the rest. Sweepers were the creatures of Amaran who took form as earthly beings to take care of the Earth’s physical and spiritual bodies after death.
Eren frowned as a sweeper in the form of a crow swooped down in front of them. “Did he do this?”
The crow raise his beady eyes and croaked, “No, but this is not a human’s doing either.”
Eren glared at the sweeper, “Then who was it?”
The crow swallowed twice before answering in a tiny voice that could scarcely be heard, “We don’t know.”
Just before Eren could rip the crow’s throat out Eron murmured something.
Eren glanced at his brother, “What was that?”
Eron sighed tiredly, “I said, ‘it must be a chrysalis’.”
“You must’ve been sleeping through history class, those went extinct a few millenniums ago.”
“No, they didn’t. There’s still three more.”
Eren narrowed his eyes, “And how would you know that?”
Eron turned to his younger brother and gave him one of his rare smiles, “Because Alcea has caught one of them.”
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Sorry about the long wait guys! I would've had this out two days ago but I had to get one of my friends to check it over first. *Dramatic music plays in the background* and the plot thickens!
***And just to keep you all from being confused Eren and Eron are the two brother's actual names, not a misspelling of Eran. Eron is older than Eren.
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