A hood slipped, a sword fell- two strangers caught in a fight, staring unblinkingly into each other’s faces. There was something so familiar to each of them, maybe from a long time ago. The endless moments of silence froze the man and woman in place. Each a person whom the other thought they had lost, each living their own separate lives.

And suddenly they were torn away from each other’s gaze, thrown back into the midst of the fight. “Anything wrong, Scarlett?â€? someone called to the woman. She shook her head, gazing after her nearly identical brother.

“Nothing,â€? she said.