We had so many adventures together,
looked death in the eye so many times...
situations that cannot be disclosed,
knowledge you took to the grave for me.

Somehow I always knew that you would not be with me in body for the future trials I have foreseen, for in my visions - I never saw you in your familiar place at my side.

What has happenned to me know...this vacuum in my soul...where is my brother-friend when I need you most?

Beside our people's sufferring and grief, holy wars and unholy me.....mine is just a small sorrow.

But I won't cry for our yesterdays, making my way to my lonely destiny will teach me to survive; you were the best of all possible teachers.

You were the bravest warrior I have ever met,
the most loyal friend I ever had,
the closest brother I could ever hope for....

Your last words were "Damon is coming to take me home", how did you know on your deathbed 600 miles away from me, and 100 miles from your home - that I would indeed come to take your body home? You knew because we shared an eternal bond others will never understand.

It was a great honour to prepare your grave and return your body to mother Earth - as you and I had done for my first daughter 7 years before.

I now dedicate my life to finding your long lost son and becoming as loyal and protective to him as you were to me.

And when my turn comes to see the angel of death,
I shall smile broadly...
content in the knowlegde that we will be re-united once again, forever !

Your brother, your friend.
Damon.