Short Story: The Curse of Two Twins

The curse was as complicated as it was cruel. It didn’t affect the twins directly, but from the moment the curse started, if anyone saw both twins, the second twin they saw would from then on always make them feel excruciating pain if the twin was within sight.

Their friends and family assured them that they could bear the pain, but the twins knew such promises would only turn into poisonous shackles when the torture grew too much. So they made a decision.

In the middle of the night, they packed their bags. The older would go east, the younger would go west, and alone together, they would break the curse so they could all be reunited again.

~End~

Genre: fantasy

Prompt: oxymoron