*In Dynodes*
Zargreus was looking out into the horizon while he swam around the crystal-clear lake water that spanned over miles and miles. The suns were setting in perfect alignment, one right after the other slowly disappearing behind the clouds waiting for the moon to replace them. He was getting lost in his thoughts for the umpteenth time wondering what would become of him, his brothers and all the of the world.
He found himself thinking about the prophecy for the first time in what seemed like a long time.
