Two sons of the Steward; Brothers.
One older, one younger.
The oldest called the successful one,
The younger deemed the lesser.
By father's pride,
The first son killed.
By father's mistakes,
The second son injured.
The second shall live,
while the first had died.
Both sons on the mission,
But leading separate lives.
When father's love for second,
The second almost died.
Father's choice to burn together,
Father's fault to die alone.
The second son found a happier path,
One without his father's wrath.
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