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F U C K
Damn it, you didn't like the elders before, but now?
Sure, it's possible that the elders are all perfectly fair beings that actually are qualified to decide who lives and who dies.
It's also possible that a giant pink squirrel will fall from the sky. Doesn't mean it's actually gonna happen.
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But is she? 5 Minutes old that is? The way your dad explained it, it sounded to you like the split personality thing doesn't so much create a new person, so much as split an old person into two people.
That lines up, you think, with how your acting now. You don't remember being this analytical before- now that you think about it, your pretty sure you were just a full-blown idiot. Or rather, whenever you would try to think about something, you were distracted easily.
Now your thoughts, as terrified as they are, have an unprecedented level of clarity to them.
You feel a twinge of pity for your sister. Is she more like you were before? Or heck, the split might have made her even dumber...
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You've never heard the words "sister" or "sibling" in any other context. If the words have any other meaning, you don't know them.
...Hm. Someone counter-cultural?
You think over the people in your tribe you know.
Okay, well...
Uh...
You don't really... know anyone very well? Nobody in the tribe has any interest in talking to an unsplit, so you haven't really had many opportunities to socialise. You do know that the forms you see most often seem to prioritise speed and strength, so the elders might be biased toward that.
Your body begins moving. You panic, and lock up your legs.
"Hey, what the heck! Let me move!" Yelps your sister.
"But where are you taking us?"
"Dinner, and to talk to dad. "
"About what?"
"Well I was going to ask how we can just stay in the same body. "
A feeling of relief rushes through you.
"Oh thank goodness. For a moment I was worried I would have to convince you that was the way to go." You explain. "However, I doubt that it's going to be that easy. If it were, dad would have just told us how, rather than doing all this. It is likely that sticking together is against some kind of rule, or drives us insane after a while, or something like that. "
"WHAT?!" She shrieks. "W-B-Wh-whaaat? No way that's true!"
"Then why did dad make it into this sadistic senario?"
"I don't know, but we can ask him!"
And with that, she begins walking again.
You exit your family cave, and trudge over to the center of the village. People busy themselves with the meat, turning it into a variety of dishes.
You ignore them, trying to find your dad, or heck, even your mom.
Aha! There he is. You see his antlers peeking up over the pile of fresh prey.
You run over to him. It seems he's talking to one of the elders. Blade, you think their name was? Their entire body is made of interlocking blades, shifting and swiveling constantly, yet somehow not making noise.
You are immediately terrified. Fuck, what if he just straight up kills you for asking questions? You doubt that, but who can really say?
You run over to your dad. But before you can say anything-
"Oh, Hello Impala, Saras." Says the elder as he notices you. "What do you need young one?"
"I want to talk to my dad." Your sister says.
You turn to face your him.
"So hey, how do we get out of doing the ritual thing?" Says your sister before you can formulate a cautious way of asking.
"Assuming we can?" You add, attempting to minimize damage.
...
"Get out of? Oh dears, that's simply impossible."
"But-" You say.
"But-" Your sister says.
Your dad cuts you both off. "Why would you want to anyway?"
What.
Why would you... want to?
Did he actually just ask that?
"Is that even a real question?" You say, unable to hold the words back, your prior caution forgotten. "I can't believe this. You want us to basically kill each other. Of course we want no part in that. "
Your dad seems shocked. The elder is unreadable.
"But- don't you hate each other?"
...What?
"No?" Your sister says.
...
"Oh, I see." You say. "So I suppose this practice originated from the two halfs not normally getting along then? Well, as you can see, that isn't a problem for us. "
"Give it time." Blade says grimly.
"So it's inevitable then? You continue.
Blade nods his head solemnly.
Your sister gasps.
"I don't believe you. " You say, fury burning in your voice. "Of course you would say that. It only helps you elders, right? Being able to exterminate the half of the population least useful to you. "
"That isn't true-"
"Prove it then. If me and my sister can get along, then let us skip the ceremony. "
A thick silence hangs in the air, as the elder stares at you. You assume so, anyway. You don't really know if any of those swords function as eyes. How does he even talk? He has no mouth...
"...Well? " You ask, desperate for a response.
Blade continues to say nothing.
"Please? " Your sister chimes in.
"...Fine. You will fail, as many others have failed before you. But fine. "
Your face contorts in shock.
The dinner bell rings.
The elder walks off, seemingly done with the conversation.
"I didn't think that would work..." You whisper, dumbfounded.
You guess the elders aren't so bad? He's willing to give you two a chance at least.
You take control, and slowly trudge over to the food table.
The sensation of taste is overwhelming, due to tasting with two tongues. Your sister seems to enjoy it though.
You go to bed.
DAY 1 COMPLETED.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: WARY, BUT FRIENDLY.
DAYS UNTIL ECLIPSE: ??? UNKNOWN.
Alright! Tomorrow is the first day that your finally allowed to leave camp, and help hunt! If you have anything you want to get done tomorrow, or any plans to put in motion, now is the time to discuss it.
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