I watch the sunset fading, night spreading across the sky, lighting stars. My brother sailed. The last of my kin has left. It caused us endless rows as ears were passing, his choice and mine debated in heated voices. Hers we already knew.
He sailed after our sister died, chosing, as he always wanted, kin and family and immortal life. I lingered, watching over a fading valley, empty of life and voices. She was buried here, many years ago, already married when we met. I will not leave my heart alone. I will die and go wherever she is waiting.