Sanguinius vs Horus Narration Preview

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His face, even in the cast of the bloodlight, his face is the face Sanguinius remembers. His smile is the smile Sanguinius loved. Brother, Horus says.

Each syllable burns the air, making it shudder to bear the weight. My brother, my dear brother, I waited for you for so long. You have come, as I hoped you would.

I have missed you. You hoped I would come, asks Sanguinius. His words, strong and clear, sound thin and insubstantial after the crushed mass density of Horus's voice.

You knew I would come. You were ever your own soul, dear brother, Lupercal replies. I could not trust in fate or destiny or even chance to bring you here.

It had to be your choice. My heart is full, that is, the choice you made. My heart is full to see you again, Sanguinius replies.

Despite all that has taken place, I have mourned the loss of my brother, Horus. I would not have let this monstrous war end without seeing you, with my own eyes, one last time. Monstrousness, Horus murmurs, and it must end.

I abhor it and wish to see it finished. But my brother, this does not have to be the last time we stand face to face. I think it must, says Sanguinius.

Why so? You are not the brother I remember. You are changed.

The warp is upon you, Horus, and I fight terror just to look upon you. No need, oh my brother, no need for fear. The warp is indeed upon me, and within me, because all things change.

You must know this, you of all people, you've seen it, you know it. In that, we are alike.