Sister

Arwen sat atop a building in the underground city, her expression languid as she gazed into the distance.

Her thoughts a mess, she found herself unable to think while considering numerous thoughts at a time.

Though her mind remained scattered, the agony that gnawed at her chest was too straightforward to ignore causing her to coil in on herself, wrapping her hands around her legs as she buried her face in between them.

As she remained in that position, she had no way of knowing when someone arrived, only realizing this when a soft tap was felt on her shoulder.

Jolted from her saddened state, she glanced to the side to find Nadia standing over her, an arm placed gently on her shoulder while she peered at her with rather curious eyes.

"Hi…" Arwen greeted halfheartedly with a rather melancholic smile, a gesture Nadia was quick to point out.

"Oh, what could be bothering my dear sister that would cause her to be in such a state?... Pray tell."