Summary
My mother favored sons over daughters, but my little brother loved me more than anything.
When I was cold, he would hold me tight to keep me warm.
When I was hungry, he would give me his own food.
When I was hurt, he would gather herbs to stop the bleeding and soothe the swelling.
I thought I would be happy like that forever.
Until one day.
To protect me, he fell in a pool of blood.