ONE: UNTIL THE DAY I DIE
[And suddenly, as if catching the middle of someone's sentence.] --Refusing to come with us, brother. Did you do this as well?
[The journal gets lifted up and then higher, catching the face of it's new owner as it is examined. Those green eyes and that silver hair might be familiar to some, if you know his brother.]
It doesn't hurt. [The logical conclusion; this is not the Lifestream. Anger threads though his voice.] This is not where I should be.
[The journal gets lifted up and then higher, catching the face of it's new owner as it is examined. Those green eyes and that silver hair might be familiar to some, if you know his brother.]
It doesn't hurt. [The logical conclusion; this is not the Lifestream. Anger threads though his voice.] This is not where I should be.