Chapter 107: A wager

The scorching heat calmed for evening came. The wind pleasantly danced with the orangish sun, it set. The sky seemed gentle and calm, the clouds all changed from white to reddish-orange. It looked like a work of art, the clouds; not bundled up but separated, like snowflakes when it first snowed. The spread felt uneven but mesmerizing; as Staxius's car approached Claireville academy's noble district, the wind sang and hummed. If heaven could be placed into a moment in time, it would have been then and there. Everything harmoniously worked with one another, none had the advantage over the other. Perfectly balanced like a scale, he walked and knocked. The mansion, one he stayed in long ago had a new shine to it.