After discussing and planning Lio’s funeral, which took longer than it should have, I was more than ready to hide in my room, break down and cry. I was ready to actually start mourning for my brother but as I walked to my room with Julian by my side, we found Raz standing right outside my door.
I do not run to him, but I have to admit that the sight of him relaxes me a little. I don’t exactly know what it is, but maybe it’s all the death and destruction we’ve experienced together. The hard times we’ve had where there was no one else to count on but each other. For years, whether it was in the fortress, in training or on the battlefield, he and I have shared a camaraderie that cannot be shaken.
He is familiar.
He is comfort.
He was a friend when I had no one.
And then I realized th
