Fortune and Envy needed eachother, because they both had an handicap. Envy was incapable of speaking. Fortune was deaf. Their communication was complex to understand for outsiders. When Fortune said something, Envy understood that, but he couldn't react to what Fortune was saying. This was very frustrating for Envy, but he knew he needed Fortune really badly to survive in the woods.
Fortune's voice was like one of a nightingale. When she spoke, her voice was so clear and serene, Envy loved it. Sometimes, when Fortune was in a good mood, she sang him a song. She sang about the animals in the woods, and the free birds in the sky. Than Peace fell asleep on her lap, loudly purring. And Envy laid his head on her shoulder.
As Fortune grew up, she started singing more often. She couldn't hear her own voice, but when she looked at Envy's face, she knew he liked it. Fortune sang when she woke up. Fortune sang when she was in the shower. Fortune sang during dinner. Fortune sang when she went to bed. Envy couldn't sing, nor talk. Sometimes he wanted Fortune to shut up, because he couldn't hear his own thoughts. Envy couldn't tell that to Fortune. And even if he could, he probably wouldn't have done it, as he cared for his sister so much. But sometimes he wished that the could sing as well.
Fortune sang for almost two years, when suddenly she stopped. With a good reason. Peace was gone. The cat, who'd been with Envy and Fortune for a very long time, was gone. Fortune became quiet, and that pleased Envy. The next morning they decided to look for Peace in the woods. Fortune and Envy walked by the river, the bushes with berries and the maple trees. Nowhere a sign of Peace. When they were approaching the darkest part of the forest, where neither of them had ever been before, Fortune wanted to go back. But Envy, determined to return Peace to Fortune, wanted to move on. He couldn't explain this to Fortune, so without a glance back, he ran into the dark part of the forest. Fortune was devastated. Did her younger brother, who was always afraid of everything - and who never went anywhere without his big sister- go into the woods by himself? Fortune smiled, went home, and prayed for a save return of Envy and Peace.
But by twilight, Envy still hadn't returned.
Late at night, when envy returned home, Fortune understood that he had not found Peace. Fortune started crying, and didn't stop. Envy had pity on Fortune, but for the first time he slept well, because Fortune did not sing anymore.
The next morning Fortune was gone. Envy feared for what he would find, when he went to the spot where he ended Peace's life. What he saw, was a stiff and cold woman's body, that would never sing again. In her arms she held a sleeping cat.
Written by me.
silverweed.