Dear readers, tonight with us are fraternal twins, a sister and brother, from Earth’s future. At least, a future where science and magic clash, the best defense against rampant alien technology is magic, and the only hope for humankind rests in the hands of the legendary Star Children.
Tell us a little about where you grew up. What was it like there?
Cassidy: Well, we’re twins, in case you can’t tell.
Torr: We’re identical.
Cassidy: Haha. You wish you looked like me.
Torr: I do, actually. Your eyes, anyway.
Cassidy: Awww, that’s sweet.
Torr: We grew up in Mt. Shasta, in California.
Cassidy: Land of the crazy shamans. We got out just in time.
Torr: Or, we left too soon. Depends on how you look at it.
Cassidy: True. The shamans protected us from the Tegs. If we were in Shasta right now, we’d be safe on Earth, instead of on this god-forsaken rock.
Torr: The moon’s not so bad.
Cassidy: [eye roll] It sucks. Just sayin’. So, what questions do you want to ask us?
Did you have any favourite toys as a child? Any cherished memories?
Cassidy: My favorite toy was Grandma Leann’s mirror.
Torr: A dangerous weapon.
Cassidy: [Laughs] I used to be able to move things with it. It was awesome.
Torr: I saw the flaming monster woman in it once when I was a kid. I wouldn’t go near that thing for years afterward.
What do you do now?
Torr: We’re refugees on the moon. I feel kind of useless. There’s not much to do here.
Cassidy: We’re supposed to save the world. Earth, that is. And the other planets too, I guess. Seems kinda ridiculous.
Torr: People think we’re the Star Children, and we’re supposed to find our ancestors on a lost planet across the galaxy. The golden Star People. But nobody knows where the home planet is. It’s kind of stressful having everybody look at you with this burning hope in their eyes. I mean, you’d think we were magical saviors or something.
Cassidy: We need to learn magic.
Torr: Yeah. We need to go to the planet Muria.
Cassidy: But then we’d have to leave here.
Torr: I thought you wanted to leave.
Cassidy: I do. I don’t.
Torr: Errgh.Continue reading “Cassidy and Torr (of Moon Deeds, by Palmer Pickering)”