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The start of a life is much like the end.

Perhaps there are signs. Little warnings of things to come, neither understood nor accepted because change in any form is never an easy thing. You are changing, the world says, but not today. Not today, met with smiles and nods and averted eyes. Until quite suddenly it is today. It is now. You are changing.

Change is never an easy thing: the first lesson, and the last. But not all had changed.

Disinterested from the first, Lucette shirked the obligations of new life in favor of curling closer to her twin. Sleep and sustenance would come later. For now she simply breathed and took in the newness of her own existence.