this isn't the end

Seeing his twin again was both a balm and a curse, another regret to add to his repertoire. Another reason to relinquish the peace that had been so hard to earn. Haiku didn’t wan to leave his brother and Bowen, but there was no other outcome. No matter what he did. The hardest part really was telling Sen now that his time was limited, that he wouldn’t be on this plane of existence much longer. ”I’m dying, brother.” He said bluntly but not unkindly. Haiku had almost a year now of coming to terms with his illness, Sen was just now realizing while his brother was on his death bed. ”Do not be mournful, I am ready.” He added, trying to comfort his twin.