  &lsquo;What was it like?' This question kept Theon's mind filled with melancholy in its clasp. Just wondering what every dawn was to him appears to have nostalgia coming along.
  The sun that cast long before brought the night to them; a night filled with cacophonies, griefing noises, and thy side's wrath and anger. The feud ended and dawn came. But, through this dawn&mdash; The sun rises as a canopy of gold, bright amid the blue, bidding the stars to take their nightly rest. As darkness surrenders, every colour changes from tinges of charcoal to vibrancy. Through that dawn, was anxiousness and sweating pain. A pain where you wonder if one dies or lives. Raising through your expectations and starts to hesitate.
  Never in his life did he ever face such a dawn like this before. In which he was supposed to welcome the fresh breeze and spread his arms wide while facing the sun rising.
  H

  "Theon, Luca settled a dinner later dusk. Would you be able to go?"
  "Hm, well, as long as the day won't end within jiffies, I bet you my presence is there."
  "Don't beat around the bushes and go. Tell Ambroz the same thing or a wreckage will be set done if you refuse to. Anyhow, the fledglings need me there right at this moment. I shall see you then, brother."
  "Yes, greet the youngsters a happy morning for me."
  "I most definitely will. See you then."
  If you are wondering how long has it been, it's been months since the feudal come to an end and they retrieved the victory as their close alibi. As time passed by, he wonders just how has it been between them ever since that day came to an end. The sufferings mustered out and they had a blissful moment of healing and hope. Theon never realized how life can be too gifting until you would feel the stiff of their death on the tip of 

  "You think you overpower me?! You have no right and no place within my power. Not you filthy soldiers, you scoundrels from my curse, dragon, and not you Novak!" She each threw on her stare as her eyes blistered with violet&mdash; leonine and lupine, spreading her treachery vast.
  Her old cloak flew through the strong breeze she had undertaken. As the mystics of the night darkened and the moon was focused on her presence. Novak was on the ground as he struggled to stand up after that blow happened.
  "H-how dare y-you betray me?" Novak blurted out.
  Ravyn glared in his direction and forced his mouth to press close. "Silence you user! Do you think I will buy your whims? I serve no one but myself, you were a fool to trust someone who has more power than you have!" She exclaimed to the man.
  Even the soldiers were dropped to the ground as their bodies did not condone themselves. They we

&lsquo;What was it like?' This question kept Theon's mind filled with melancholy in its clasp. Just wondering what every dawn was to him appears to have nostalgia coming along.
  The sun that cast long before brought the night to them; a night filled with cacophonies, griefing noises, and thy side's wrath and anger. The feud ended and dawn came. But, through this dawn&mdash; The sun rises as a canopy of gold, bright amid the blue, bidding the stars to take their nightly rest. As darkness surrenders, every colour changes from tinges of charcoal to vibrancy. Through that dawn, was anxiousness and sweating pain. A pain where you wonder if one dies or lives. Raising through your expectations and starts to hesitate.
  Never in his life did he ever face such a dawn like this before. In which he was supposed to welcome the fresh breeze and spread his arms wide while facing the sun rising.
  However, he was facing someone who suffers. Someone whom he loves but is unconscious.
  "Theon, wha

Chapter 60: The Wizards