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It was a sight that many would recall plentifully throughout the Imperium of Man and the Galaxy beyond those current borders. The smell of food rose into the air as two brothers sat there gorging themselves on the meal. It was all washed down by a red wine that dulled their senses and awakened their personalities just that little bit more.
From the time when man first fermented the grape to the times of both Golden and Fall this had been a constant. Even in times of misery and discord a pir of brothers would always find the chance to simply sit down and chat amongst themselves. It was simply human nature that you could not stay depressed for periods longer than a few days.
That was especially so when siblings came to comfort one another.
They were fleeting times though. With every piece of starch eaten the time became shorter and shorter. It was something that both brothers recognized. Ultimately, until future days come, they carry different crests upon their twin hearts. One bore the Two Headed Eagle, a symbol of what was becoming the greatest Empire that Mankind had ever seen. The second was that of the cog, of zealotry and discovery that cared less about material matters but of enlightenment.
Until one of their brands changes there will always be distance. But desiring that the brands change will only haunt the crying soul for the rest of their lives. There was just as much chance that if one grew the star or the sigil it would lead to armageddon.
“It seems we have finally ran out.” TalOS exclaimed with a sense of sadness within his semi-robotic voice.
“And our wine reserves have grown dry too.” Admitted Horus as he watched the final drop of spirits leave the bottle, “I have more wines, but none will match such a taste. I am afraid Russ found my stash and this was the only bottle of Terran Wine I was able to rescue.”
“Try your best to hide such things from a brilliant mind like his and you will forever regret it.” TalOS told his brother the truth as he saw it, “Parlay him a portion and use the time to make it inaccessible as well as hidden.”
“I shall keep that in mind if he is ever on my ship. Though to speak so highly of him without ever meeting him TalOS I wonder if you are placing too much weight upon his unknowing shoulders.”
“We are brothers, designed to be intelligent and masters of war. I recognized as much and followed the School of the Dominus for that very reason.” TalOS pointed out with certainty, “It only surmounts to what we place our minds towards that show their value.”
“Then Russ’s will be drink and war.” Cheered the Commander as he took the last few sips.
