“I HELD HIM DEAR WHILE HE BREATHED HIS LAST. My brother clutched my arm tightly while crimson seeped through his tunic onto the pineboard floor below. He trembled and for the first time I saw fear enter his eyes. ‘I’ll be back right? The Cycle brings us all back in the end doesn’t it?’. I hugged him tightly while a tear dripped from my chin. I held him until his grip loosened and his... [click here for more]