Monday, April 27, 2015

Round 3 - Zimeca

This family is a small but busy one, where the father Seneca isn't living in the household but working elsewhere.
Row 1: Horatia Zimeca (daughter), Ovidius Zimeca (son)
Row 2: Nona Zimeca (Head of the family, sitting)

Only a few hours after I enter the household, Nona's belly grows. Third child, and she's still a teenager.
Husband Seneca comes by nearly every day. They really like each other, too bad they can't live together.
The twins soon becomes toddlers, looking a lot like each other. Here's Ovidius with his mother.
And here's Horatia with her mother's brother Marianus. She's a little copy of her father.
The children are super cute and wants to huggle all the time.
In the middle of diaper changing, Nona's belly grows again!
Although Nona is living alone, she recieves lots of help with the twins from relatives. Here they are, playing with their father's sister Aurelia.
And then the unthinkable happens. Nona, who's constantly sick like everyone else in this neighborhood, simply falls down and dies. With no one old enough to plead for her and her unborn baby's life, Grimmie takes her away.
Which means that the twins now have to try and manage by their own the rest of the season. Poor little ones, I feel so unhappy for them...
When Seneca hears what happens, he has a breakdown. He wishes he could move in with his children at once, but the family he's working for doesn't allow him to leave until the end of the season.
At first, the toddlers manage alright. After all, they have each other to huggle through these dark days.
Their neighbor and aunt Martina has a big heart and cares some for them, too.
But after some time, they are so neglected they don't even want to huggle anymore...
When the hours comes for them to grow up, I don't waste a second.
Here's Ovidius as a child.
And his sister Horatia. At least they can eat by themselves now...
The children seriously spend the rest of the season sleeping. They were constantly waking each other up as toddlers, so they were really tired, poor things... But when they wake up next round, their father will be with them.

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