A Brother Thought Forgotten
"Our fathers always liked you more than me! He supported your dreams whilst he shot down and ignored mine! You let it all happen!!"
"I never knew you existed..."
"How blind are you, Aitrus? Don't you remember when I visited your mother's funeral?"
"I was told that you were a distant cousin..." Aitrus started backing up as his brother, Corsal, advanced.
If one looked closely, you could see a resemblance in their faces, their glare towards one another. Their build, however, was different; Corsal was muscular from the brute work he did. Aitrus was thinner, and not as muscular, trim.
Corsal pulled a long dagger which was hidden in his belt, and pointed it at Aitrus, who was trying to hide his surprise and fear.
Aitrus took his last step backward and backed into the stone wall, knowing that he was trapped. The dagger was, in an instant, at his neck, keeping him from scarcely breathing.
Corsal watched a thin trickle of blood flow down his brother's throat. As quickly as the dagger was drawn, it was removed and Airtus was tossed forward onto the ground. He rolled onto his back, preparing for an attack from his furious brother, but he just stood there, a smirk at his lips.
Corsal spoke again, "Everything was going just fine until you were born; in the prime of my youth! I was jealous--I tried to kill you, but was caught and banished from the family. That's where that scar on your right cheek came from; me!"
Aitrus, from his position on the ground, felt along the thin scar from near his eye to his jaw. "Why do you blame me for your stupidity?" he said to his brother, who had turned so that his back was to him. He now spun around and pinned Aitrus to the ground with a large boot.
TO BE CONTINUED........????
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