As I became involved with the Twins’ story as author, as opposed to merely as their scribe, I had to explore the background to their world of total harmony and peace – and very definitely non-violence. I discovered an idyllic world that was a total contrast to Earth.
Tullia was lucky with having chosen to arrive amongst the peaceful Bushmen of the Kalahari. Qwelby was met with racially motivated violence from the first youths to whom he spoke. For him the contrast between the two world continued to emerge.
As the story unfolded I was increasingly drawn in as author to make decisions about the Twins’ world – especially about the ‘rulers’ of Vertazia – and I discovered a Darkness lying below the surface. A Darkness that in many ways mirrors that of Earth.
Where did that come from when the Twins’ story was supposed to be of two contrasting worlds? Now, as I have reached the first and very rough draft of the fourth book in the series, I realise that the ‘growth’ of the Twins’ world reflects my own growth through life, starting from the innocence of childhood to my present well-earned cynicism.
Sadly, that cynicism is now replaced by a total loss of any remaining faith in our political rulers because of their ridiculous antics: first through the Brexit debate and now far worse, over the consequences. At least there is no parallel on Vertazia for youngsters growing up to discover just how badly they are being let down by their so-called rulers.
Or is there?