Baby Gemini And Arabelle | Raphael

But the painting on her wall was finished.

“I don’t need a child’s riddle,” she whispered. baby gemini and arabelle raphael

Arabelle did not flinch. She had painted angels with rusted halos and devils with kind hands. A boy in a box was just another Tuesday. But the painting on her wall was finished

Lune shook his head. “No.”

“Good,” said Baby Gemini, “because we’re not a riddle. We’re a mirror.” ” said Baby Gemini