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TASK 3.3 :: THE FAMILY TREE.

patrick foss / 52, deceased.

a simple man; a carpenter by trade. married into a family well above his station, along a big heart with enough room for all, and kindness far above and beyond what the treatment he received deserved. there were whispers, of course—people did not take kindly to such a reputable and infamous lineage being sullied. but they were just that: whispers. nothing ever officially known; the fosses kept to themselves.

— you remember him as the only thing that brought warmth to the cold stone pillars of your house. he died when you were six, and now you can barely bring yourself to remember him. the woodcarvings scattered around the house were quickly swept out when he passed. after the funeral, not a scrap of him remained. in some twisted way, you miss him, even though he was someone you never got to understand. and yet you are no worse than him.

aoibhin foss / 83, deceased.

continuing her heritage; a supremely clever woman. well-known bioscientist, from a long line of physicians and mathematicians. a cold presence; not someone to question or cross. the whispers implicated her as well, but never in public. in professional instances, it is always better form to be subtle and sharp as an arrow.

— you remember her as the reason the marble was frozen underfoot. she died the day you turned eighteen, and she haunts you with every step you take. you can't run away from your past, no matter how hard you try—if moving out immediately after the funeral didn't help, nothing will. in some twisted way, you miss her, even though you wouldn't want her back in your life after everything your family has been through. and yet you are no better than her.

milo foss / 27, alive.

following in your mother's footsteps, doing what you were trained to do: inheriting the family lineage. your father would cheer you on no matter what you chose, so long as you liked it. your mother would be proud of the academic achievements you've made so far. neither of them would have been pleased about the trials—patrick out of concern for your safety and aoibhin out of frustration at your risk-taking.

— you carry your heritage with your head held high. the name foss is a well-known one, and it comes with a lot of baggage. you are aware of this. as long as people focus on you alone, all will be well. you intend to follow in your mother's footsteps, and to become someone she would have been proud to call a son.