"Not quite, but close," Eccelisa said ruefully before she ruffled Dasavi's hair. Turning her blue eyes, slightly darker than her sister's, back to Arro, she answered him. "This one was mine. My si - Your mother and I made them together."<br/><br/>The rain that had gently pattered outside when they had come inside now became a torrents of water droplets bullied by the wind and approaching thunder. And it's sound echoed inside the metal building. Eccelisa thought it strange, it was as if the thunder was trying to make itself sound much louder than it really was.