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sophisticated posture and an appearance of someone in her late thirties.
    Her ey es were a piercing and icy blue, in fact they were so light and glacial they almost blended with the whites of her eyes. Her head was filled with long, wavy-tipped, back-length flaxen hair that coiled like exotic springs. She was in every way, the epitome of beauty, class and elegance.
    The boy was named Robbie Roxeth. He was a unique individual with the ability to alter matter. He looked a bit odd wearing a brown, laced leather wrist wrap that was tied around his right wrist; the threadlike laces crossing each other in x’s.
    The girl was Tammy Roxeth – sister of Robbie, despite the d ifferences in skin complexion. She too was very unique in her own way. She was able to see past, present and rarely, slight futures. Her powers strangely acquired her telekinetic abilities. She was almost as tall as Robbie and was slender. Her constant widely opened eyes seemed too big for her face and this was probably due to the fact that she was always busy searching through wonders that could not be seen by common mortals. She kept her long, full, very rich black hair in a perfect French plait. The golden light in the room seemed to make its sleek and slight afro texture stand out.
    Tammy always had a penda nt around her neck, hung on a thin, glowing, silver wheat chain. A silver snake was coiled around the heart-shaped pendant, looking as if it emerged from its centre. The coiled and visible part of its body was at the bottom, with its mouth wide open and giving the impression of swallowing the heart whole. Tammy’s appearance screamed innocence and kindness: a frilly pink skirt, exploding with fabric of different violet shades, a white t-shirt and a black waistcoat that she wore on top, with a pair of pink and black knee-high Converses. But her voice – dear God it was another story to be told.
    The girl was fourteen but her voice could move mountains and shake planets. The dominance and regal resonance with which it sou nded was uncommon for a girl that age. Despite the siblings’ age however, they looked and behaved exceedingly mature, speaking with an accent and tone that was so imperial, they were often mistaken for miniature adults.
    They all sat down on the glass chairs around the table. Tantrus looked around as if he was acknowledging everyone’s presence before seating himself. Angelina sat upright and fiddled with her thumbs nervously as a long coil of her golden hair dangled over one of her eyes. However, Tammy and Robbie both seemed on edge.
    “ So? What did the king say?” Angelina said, practically pouncing on Tantrus as he sat.
    The man seemed unsettled; his eyes were wide open and had a maddened look running through them. He seemed to choke as he spoke.
    “ The king reckons…that the void is tearing.”
    “ Tearing?” Robbie asked curiously.
    “ Tearing…as in –”
    “ – as in their trap is only expanding – becoming more loose,” Tammy continued, a hint of fright in her voice. Her eyes quickly flickered to a fluorescent pink and dimmed back to hazel. Mr Tarchall seemed the least frightened but Angelina seemed so distraught that paranoia and discomfort began engulfing her.
    “ Are you sure?” she asked, struggling to speak. Tantrus sighed hollowly.
    “ Positive,” he answered in a lower, but grave, tone.
    “ You have no idea how terrible this is,” Mr Tarchall said, looking down at the table with no emotion whatsoever in his eyes.
    “ Oh, we do. At least I do,” Tammy said, clenching her jaws.
    “ The void expanding is the foundation of the story – I don’t think you really know how terrible this is,” the young girl let out, breathing heavily. Tantrus, Angelina and Mr Tarchall looked at each other in bafflement. They knew questioning Tammy wouldn’t help.
    “ What do you mean?” Tantrus asked, his eyes piercing through hers as he stared at her perplexedly. Tammy looked at Robbie. He pressed her hand firmly