failmarriages are evolving. what if you’re your father’s firstborn son and she’s your mother’s firstborn daughter and you were doomed from the day you were born. what if you’re the sun and you only know how to burn. what if she’s every myth about moon and madness. she claimed a dragon before you and you named your dragon after hers. your pink and gold to her blue and silver. she hasnt been outside in ages. you stopped dreaming long ago. sun. dream. fire and blood. one flesh one heart one soul. what if the tragedy isnt that you have nothing in common. what if the tragedy is that you have everything in common