Blackwater Islands collywobbles

Kerosene.

A bolt of lightning through his core. Every nerve fizzled into electric fires. His posture rigid but not unwelcoming. Unfortunately such had been bestowed upon him since birth.

He had not yet spotted the dark storm cloud of another sibling further ahead —

Brother, Something between guttural and cooing. He allowed himself to be examined, skin flinching beneath touches like a horse feeling flies. Cleanliness is important to attend a kingdom. He rasped the words before he licked his lips.

Is she well?

A silhouette up ahead, he yearned for it to near.