Big Sister and Onee-Sama are different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister’s eyes are brown.
\nWarm, Bright Brown.
\nBrown like savored chocolates.
\nBrown like the logs in the fireplace.
\nBrown like a wooden cottage by the seaside beside a beloved forest, where fond memories are made.
\nOnee-Sama’s eyes are green.
\nPale, Dark Green.
\nGreen so dark it could be mistaken for grey, or even white.
\nGreen like spearmints on chilly day.
\nGreen like distant glaciers made from antiseptic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister\u2019s hair is red.
\nWarm, Bright Red.
\nRed like the roaring fireplace.
\nRed like the glowing sunrise.
\nRed like blushing cheeks.
\nOnee-Sama\u2019s hair is brown.
\nPale, Dark Brown.
\nBrown like the trees of the dark forest.
\nBrown like rusting bloodstains.
\nBrown like the cover of a book.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister likes chocolate.
\nWarm, Bright Chocolate.
\nChocolate like Valentine\u2019s Day.
\nChocolate that brightens your mood.
\nChocolate that warms you inside.
\nOnee-Sama likes mint.
\nPale, Dark Mint.
\nMint that chills your mouth.
\nMint that overpowers your nose and makes your eyes water.
\nMint like an approaching blizzard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister feels warm.
\nWarm, Bright Warmth.
\nWarm like the cozy rug in front of the fireplace.
\nWarm like hot chocolate after playing in the snow.
\nWarm like a loving embrace.
\nOnee-Sama feels cold.
\nPale, Dark Cold.
\nCold like a steel blade at your throat.
\nCold like a corpse hidden within a blizzard.
\nCold like the dark space between stars.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister is smart.
\nWarm, Bright Smarts.
\nSmart like the top student.
\nSmart like a role model.
\nSmart like the tutor who helps you every step of the way.
\nOnee-Sama is intelligent.
\nPale, Dark Intelligence.
\nIntelligent like the military commander.
\nIntelligent like the tyrant who has studied both Machieavelli and Vetinari.
\nIntelligent like a machine, a machine that learns, incorporates, and applies within seconds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister is pretty.
\nWarm, Bright Pretty.
\nPretty like a sunset along the beach.
\nPretty like a full moon on a starry night.
\nPretty like fireworks among city lights.
\nOnee-Sama is beautiful.
\nPale, Dark Beauty.
\nBeautiful like exploding stars reflected by the approaching glacier.
\nBeautiful like the ornate, but still deadly blade lunging for your throat.
\nBeautiful like the minty hurricane, headed straight for you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister is energetic.
\nWarm, Bright Energy.
\nEnergetic like the child in a candy store.
\nEnergetic like the peppy grade-school teacher, ready for her students.
\nEnergetic like the exuberant party-goer.
\nOnee-Sama is calm.
\nPale, Dark Calm.
\nCalm like the coiled serpent.
\nCalm like the courtroom judge.
\nCalm like the hangman.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister has lots of friends.
\nWarm, Bright Friends.
\nFriends that laugh along with her.
\nFriends that invite her to their parties.
\nFriends that always want to hang out with her, as though they have nothing else they would rather do.
\nOnee-Sama has a few friends.
\nPale, Dark Friends.
\nFriends that fight with her.
\nFriends that have other things to do.
\nFriends that always have her back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister is peaceful.
\nWarm, Bright Peace.
\nPeace that begets itself.
\nPeace that smiles and cheers \u201cLet\u2019s be friends!\u201d.
\nPeaceful like drinking chocolate flavoured tea.
\nOnee-Sama is violent.
\nPale, Dark Violence.
\nViolence, not for its own sake, but for the sake of peace.
\nViolence of honour and reason, of law and order.
\nViolence like the hangman\u2019s noose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister is kind.
\nWarm, Bright Kindness.
\nKind like the other cheek.
\nKind like the outstretched hand.
\nKind like the offered band-aid.
\nOnee-Sama is just.
\nPale, Dark Justice.
\nJust like the judge in the courtroom.
\nJust like the verdict of Guilty or Not Guilty.
\nJust like the hangman\u2019s noose.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister\u2019s smiles are bright.
\nWarm, Bright Brightness.
\nBright like innocence.
\nBright like naivet\u00e9.
\nBright like children\u2019s laughter in the sunshine.
\nOnee-Sama\u2019s smiles are tired.
\nPale, Dark Tiredness.
\nTired like the honest hangman, knowing full well what they\u2019re doing and enjoying none of it.
\nTired like the soldier, who\u2019s only wish is for the fighting to stop.
\nTired like the father, who knows their child must one day grow up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister likes to hug me.
\nWarm, Bright Hugs.
\nHugs in times of joy.
\nHugs in times of sadness.
\nHugs in times of fright.
\nOnee-Sama likes to hug me.
\nPale, Dark Hugs.
\nHugs when I\u2019ve done a good job.
\nHugs when I\u2019ve had a bad day.
\nHugs whenever she feels like hugging me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Big Sister loves me.
\nWarm, Bright Love.
\nLove for a favoured sibling.
\nLove for life, and for the happiness of others.
\nLove for my laughter.
\nOnee-Sama loves me.
\nPale, Dark Love.
\nLove from a mother to a child.
\nLove for life, and it’s ending.
\nLove for my smile.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My favourite flavour is mint-chocolate, because it reminds me both of Big Sister and of Onee-Sama.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I love my Warm, Bright Big Sister and my Pale, Dark Onee-Sama.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Big Sister and Onee-Sama are different. Big Sister’s eyes are brown. Warm, Bright Brown. Brown like savored chocolates. Brown like the logs in the fireplace. Brown like a wooden cottage…<\/p>\n