Twins

My sister was sold. To see her again, I married her husband. Life here was hard for her, and I wanted to take her away, but she wanted no part of it. She even resented me for taking her husband.

I discovered that, out of superstition, the villagers sacrificed women on the fifteenth of every month. That made me even more determined to get my sister out of there. But on the day I put my plan into action, she knelt and begged me to spare the villagers. She said there was no going back for her now, that she'd grown used to life here.

I have never refused my sister anything. But when I reached the mountaintop and saw the flames raging behind me, I finally understood: she didn't want blood on my hands.

But my sister promised she'd always stay by my side. Even if that means the underworld, I'll go with her this time.