"That you envy your own brother's life?"

The question stung. Like the creature wanted it to. And all the twin could do was stare. And answer thus.

"Not much of a secret that I won't be here for much longer. But it will be a hell of a lot better than having to listen to your voice."

The Red Simwha merely growled a hoarse laugh, taking flight, leaving the mutt once again in the creature's distorted black realm...

Time was running out.