Dmitri saw the pain his brother, Nemamiah, was in. Nemamiah and Hameal were lovers since The Great Pyramids were built.
He thought, Love knows no race, sex, or boundaries . . . it was just love.
As Dmitri’s heart was breaking for Nemamiah, he put his hand on his shoulder and counseled in a gentle voice, “When you are ready, Nemamiah, all has been prepared. Take as long as you need, Brother.”
Tabbrius and Dmitri stood far away to allow Nemamiah time to grieve over Hameal. He was growling and crying out to God while clutching Hameal close to his body.
“Dmitri, in all the millennia I have been on Earth, I have never loved.” Tabbrius admitted with his head hung low with shyness.
“You have never loved?” Dmitri was a little taken by surprise and raised his eyebrows.
Tabbrius kicked at the dirt and nervously whispered. “I have never had the desire to, Dmitri. I do not think I ever will.”
“Oh my . . . well, do not fret, Brother. God will bring you a mate in His time, and when He does . . . it shall be forever.” Dmitri smiled at the Heavens filled with bright stars. He thought about his love, Hera, and the first time he saw her beautiful face. She was his destiny, and Dmitri knew it the moment, he laid his eyes upon Hera.
Nemamiah stood up and took Hameal’s dead body over to the makeshift altar. He gently laid him on the funeral pyre.
Dmitri got Nemamiah’s okay and sparked the wood.
As the fire was burning Hameal’s body. Nemamiah turned away. Trembling with loss and sadness, he cried “My heart, my love, my Hameal is gone. I cannot bear it . . . ”
Dmitri hugged him tightly. “Nemamiah, my heart knows yours is broken, because I have been where you are now. The Elder Council killed my wife, son and daughter. I know well . . . your pain.” He sighed heavily because his heart was breaking just like the night when they were savagely murdered.
Then, with resolve, Nemamiah turned to the fire, crossed his arms across his chest, and announced, “My name is now . . . Neal.”
“Why?” Dmitri asked softly as he wiped tears from his eyes.
“Neal is the first two letters in my name, and the last two letters of Hameal’s name.” As tears flowed in channels down his face he declared, “Nemamiah is in the fire lying next to his lover Hameal, dead.”