An Old Romantic's Gift
Whyst Winters was not what most people would call normal. He was a nervous, twitchy and very flighty young man. Highly disorganized and exceptionally obsessive over details. He was an artist and barely in his twenties. But still, for a poor artist living off of the care of one of his relatives, Whyst was happy.
He liked Durem, and he liked the big apartment his brother had got him. Andrew Winters, his elder brother, was a rich business tycoon, and when he'd taken to caring for Whyst, he had moved them to a nice open city area, bought each of them an apartment – the two on a particular floor – and made sure the other man was well cared for. Andy was in a position at his company that he wasn't constantly in meetings or traveling, so he could spend a decent amount of time at home with Whyst, where he took the other out occasionally and helped him further his art practices.
The younger sibling tended to float between extremes of normalcy and some days had to be kept under medication and monitored, and others could be allowed to walk in the park freely. But one thing was obvious in all of this – he was a sweet and hopeless romantic, though he was unlikely to ever gain a spouse or a family, which Whyst would rather like, even if he wasn't completely fit to have.
Because of this, Andy liked to do things for his brother to let him enjoy his romantic nature, even if he couldn't do much about it. Things like reading love stories, letting Whyst see romantic movies, and even buy him old love letters for a collection he had formed. The man said he found it inspiring to have the little bundles of letters in a chest in his room.
So, when Andy once happened upon an auction for very old letter, written on an ancient scroll, he leapt upon the chance to get it for his little brother. It was framed and kept neat so the man wouldn't break or damage it by mistake, and it was hung on the artist's wall shortly after, much to his delight. When he was looking out his window and working, he'd be able to look at it, which was very special for Whyst. Little did he know how special it really was.
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