"I am not leaving," Matei said. "If the mountain wants one of us, it has to take both."
"Go back, Matei," Luca whispered, his breath visible in the freezing air. "Get help before the snow covers the path." BRATTР/FRATTI - PRIETENIA
In a small village tucked between the rugged peaks of the Carpathians, there lived two boys, Luca and Matei. Though they were not born of the same mother, the villagers called them Fratti —brothers—because they were never seen apart. "I am not leaving," Matei said
Matei spent the night rubbing Luca’s hands to keep the blood flowing and singing to keep him conscious. When the search party’s torches finally flickered through the mist at dawn, they found the two boys huddled together, frozen but alive. "I am not leaving