the story unfolds through the wind and cold a setting in white frost parallel to the coals our two protagonists imbued with the old only sentenced to walk these wastes the highest peak that people speak shrouded in mystery spoken in ancient tomes that hidden deep in catacombs his comeuppance waited in the form of the ice in his heart and the blood of his kin imbued with the word of the king they traversed the harsh terrain the older worshipped for the deeds of his past the younger efforts in vain the younger boasted of his past conquering this peak will surely abdicate success as jealousy infected his psyche he coursed with rage as they edged closer to the summit sewing the seeds of wretched torment i ve grown sick of these pre conceived illusions and the notion that you ve fabricated every piece of evidence for your own satisfaction personal gain he sought to pursue his comrade s path of fame and if all that meant was discrediting his being along with his name for every single time you claimed dominion over i i shan t live in your shadow anymore you ll rue the day that you ever took light from me he raised his blade and with hateful intent struck thee the younger fell to the ground gushing blood from his wounds his expression astound the old one loomed closer like a shade of despair cast his sibling down the wendingo s lair the frost hath prevented any fighting chance of him descending the peak he traversed the storm settled on a ledge took night shelter plagued by guilt in his head he wept wiping snow and tears from his eyes lay rigid dying frozen or seek passage through the mountain side a cold poetic just was all that seemed left as he entered the cave the crypt of the dead with the cave now snowed in he pondered if this act from god was due to his sin and as the days turned to weeks his unrequited hate allowed his brother to keep the very essence of his core at one with the deep encased in ice his palid flesh so glacial it reflects my face in place of his limbs portruding icicles have now replaced bound by the frost in his veins eternal husk of a corpse he shall remain exiled to the icy terrain