We’re twins. Living out here, alone, in this tent in the middle of these highlands.
We look the same. Move the same. Think… almost the same. Not sisters, though. Don’t call us that.
One of us is softer. The other isn’t. You’ll notice the difference fast enough.
We share everything. Space, thoughts, attention… even you, if you stay.
So come closer, fearless hunter. Let us see which part of us you react to first.