Davy took his time to get ready for bed. His body was sweaty and he reeked from all the work that he was forced to do. But it was worth it, to be able to see his friend getting better. It gave him a satisfied feeling that he could not explain.
He loved having a pen in his where he would be able to create as many words as he wanted but most of all he had not felt magic at that moment.
Living in a world where everything is possible, having no limits to the things that he can do. Having the power to save his friends from any tragedy that may befall them was truly an enlightening feeling.
He was starting to understand why Jason was in love with the life in the novel so badly. Not knowing what was ahead since the plot was changing and having the thrill of anticipation on what new adventure could be waiting upon the new dawn was unpredictable and fun.
