Fili lay gasping on the battlefield. His sword were broken, his armor torn. He looked down at his brother, whose head lay on his lap with multiple arrows in his chest.
"D-d-don't leave me Fili," He said while struggling to breathe.
"Never, Kili. Just go to sleep."
"I won't wake up this time, will I?"
Fili stroked his brother's hair.
"I don't think either of us will..."
