Tristram fought, and lost, when he was rude about their mother. After that they were best of friends, and the twin’s mother was never the subject of...insults, even if the two of them still were. Tristram would climb the cliffs, run the hills, even fight a wolf barehanded – the wolf was hungry and desperate, the boy was desperate and proud. The wolf won that fight and carried off the early lamb, it wouldn’t have survived anyway; but the villagers looked at the bites and scratches and wondered at. Mein wahan se chup chaap chala gaya, lekin ghar ja kar mughe us ke jism ki garmi ne sakoon nai lene diya me do din tak bechain hi raha, lekin do din baad me dobara apni jane man ke ghar gaya au raise pretend kiya ke jaise kuch hua hi nai hai, lekin me bohat desperate thaa, maine socha kea ab iseDobara garam kiya jae, maine pehle us se normal batein kien aur use dodbara comfatable kiya, ab ye baat to mein smagh gaya thaa ke ye chudnaa chahti hai nai to ye mughe ghar me ghusnay naa deti, pura din. To me samaj gaya wo esi bate kyu karti hai. to mene puchha tumhe mujse itna bat karne me kyu maja aata hai to boli bas esehi ghar par akeli bore ho jati hu so kisi se bat karne me maja aata hai aur humari esi bate chalti rahi kafi time tak humne ekdusre se bat ki humdono ko pata chal gaya tha ki hume kya chaiye par hum dono me ki bhi ye bat na keh saka bas ese hi ek aur din gujar gaya us sham hum chatting kar rahe the to mene usko bola ki kal meri chhuti hai to boli hum kal pura din bat. The place is cluttered with shit, but looks good otherwise. I don’t dare go up the stairs yet, I wanna know what’s down here first. I tell myself I’m just here for food and money, that’s it. I start rummaging (quietly) through the nearby pantry and grabbing any packaged snacks I can put into my pockets when I hear something, I stop, and hear it again, and again, and again. It sounds kinda mousy. I put my ear against the wall and there’s a faint muffled sounds coming from the room behind it. I.