Story 1`

A Father was on his deathbed as his family surrounded him on his final hour. The dying man signaled for his beloved wife and asked her "where is our first born? I wish to speak of him of the future of this family". The grieving woman had mixed emotions of anger, shame and grief when trying to answer her husband's question.

At last she replied "Our firstborn has yet to come my love." "He is a busy man my first born, let it be" replied her husband. He than requested a piece of paper and a pen. So, the man wrote and wrote for several hours due to difficulties holding the pen while controlling the Pain of Death. Such pain comes to those who are invited by the Reaper on his or her deathly hour.

At last he folded the paper and wrote To You My Beloved Son and put down his pen and with that he took his last breath and fell asleep. A deep sleep that was never going to end till Eternity. As he died, his family mourned for his death all but one man. His firstborn by the name of Draco Narcissus.

Draco was not busy during the death of his father. Nor he was doing anything. He was on his lover's bed softly caressing her and staring at the ceiling. In his eyes shows no emotions, as if he was just a large meat puppet, yet his hands shows the warmth of a human's love.

As he was getting out of bed, his mobile phone beeped. A text message from Mother. "Again?" he thought. As he open the message, a puzzling face emerge from his emotionless face as he read the text message.

ur fathers dead, plz come over and take this letter from Him.

As he recalled, he wasn't that close to his Father. So why give me a letter???