Liora and Lysandra – The Flame and the Light

"They think we are two, but we are one — we were never meant to be apart. Love pulls one way, vengeance the other. And somewhere in the space between, the world waits to see which hand will strike first.”

In Jessiri, the laws of blood are beyond reproach: sons bear their fathers’ crowns, daughters are sold off to wed to seal alliances, and fraternal twins are hailed as divine blessings of Shakis. Yet identical twins… they belong only to myth.Until now.

Liora and Lysandra — the first identical twins ever to draw breath — were born in the midst of both love and fury... The night split with thunder, the sky wept as if the heavens had been torn open, and it is said that it was not rain that soiled the ground—it was blood. Old whispers say they were conceived in both peace and a storm of ages. And though destiny marked them, mirrors in flesh, their souls were as different as night and day.

Lysandra, warm as spring after a long winter, carried her mother’s gentleness and her father’s long-buried tenderness. She forgave without blade, and showed loved without restraint. Liora, by contrast, was forged in her father’s fire — and the wrath her mother sought to hide. She burned with an eternal flame that devoured hesitation. One born to heal, the other to burn.

Their father knew the truth: if the world ever learned what they were, it would not marvel in awe — it would rise in fear, and fear always demands blood. So, he tore them apart, scattering them like pieces of a shattered crown.

Yet deep within the sunken vaults of the ruined Oak City, the old tablets remain. They speak of The Split One — a single soul divided, whose reunion would awaken a power fit to unmake kingdoms and cause even the divine to tremble.

Time is a patient predator. Rings passed. Loyalties became corrupt, and their hearts broke. Pain has now led them on a journey down paths no longer chosen, and to treacherous to walk alone. Will light shine through their broken pieces and heal their hearts — or will the flame of vengeance burn out the passion to forgive.

So now, the question is no longer if  they will meet again but rather, when they do, will the world kneel in devotion… or become devoured by a storm it cannot survive.