Cashmere truly wished she could be closer to the sun. She turned her attention back to Annie. “Really?” she asked sadly, “Gloss has been drifting out of the nightmares; he rarely has them, but he still has the spur-of-the-moment emotional breakdowns.” She frowned slightly, knowing that Gloss had been coming out of his ways, but he still in some reasons would never let them go.
She stood on the beach, her back resting on a tree as the sun set. Cashmere loved the way the colors floated on the surface of the water; it reminded her in a way of the cherry blossom trees at home. She sighed, wishing she could be closer to the sun, but knew that it was impossible.
Annie had been walking on the beach when she found Cashmere sitting under a tree, watching the sun set. “Hey Cashmere. How are you? Enjoying the sunset?” Annie loved watching the sunset, and some company wouldn’t bother her now.
She didn’t notice when Annie had come up behind her. “Oh, hey Annie,” she smiled. Annie hadn’t really changed since the last time she saw her. “I’m good, how about you?” Her eyes drifted back to the sun as she patted the spot next to her. “Sit down,” she asked almost demandingly.
Annie sat down next to Cashmere, feeling the warm sand between her feet. She looked at the sun set before she answered.. “I’m fine. You know, just the usual. Sometimes nightmares, others screaming. You might know because of Gloss.” Annie stared into the horizon blankly and imagined Gloss, Cashmere’s twin brother, suffering the same mental unstableness she was going through.