Brotherly Love -

The rain drummed a steady, rhythmic beat against the window of the small attic bedroom, a stark contrast to the quiet tension inside. Elias sat at the edge of his bed, turning a worn wooden compass over and over in his hands. It had been their father’s, a relic from a life lived before the world became so heavy.

"No, Leo, that's for you. To find your way," Elias said softly. Brotherly Love

Elias walked over to Leo’s bedside. He thought about the time Leo had fallen into the creek when they were seven, and how Elias had jumped in without a second thought, his own fear vanishing the moment he grabbed Leo’s hand. He thought about the countless nights they had spent whispering about the stars, imagining they were great explorers. The rain drummed a steady, rhythmic beat against

As dawn began to bleed through the gray clouds, Elias shoulder his pack. He didn't wake Leo. He knew he couldn't handle the goodbye. But as he reached the gate at the end of the lane, he heard a frantic patter of boots on the gravel. "Elias! Wait!" "No, Leo, that's for you

"You forgot something," Leo panted, holding the compass out.