Sev stands alone, paying his respects to a lost friend, one closer than most. The solemn life he led had always been one full of grief but it was when he was alone did he really feel the burden of loss. No matter how long he stayed he knew no one would come forth from the grave. As he turned to leave he stopped for a moment, staring at the ground, tears brimming his eyes…but he held them back. He wouldn’t cry, he had promised him that. He would never forget the sacrifices, the comfort, and the friendship that had come from the single soul that had once inhabited the body of the one buried before him. Inscribed upon the headstone was a single, lonely word: Brother