189 THE JUDGMENT OF FARIS

As the Gods flew away from the island the man in his question is peacefully living in Veva.

Faris was at his usual place that he always goes when evening came.

He is at a large hill behind his mansion, as he lay on the swaying grass, whistling a tune, as the wind blows gently over his hair, and caressing his cheek with no care in the world.

Every day he would come here since he no longer has to involve himself with the political matters of the Kingdom since Zeus handle everything.

He did not lose everything in the aftermath of the fall of his royal family. As he lost himself in the pleasant breeze of the wind, he was startled as he could feel the air around him changes

He got up and look around him as he felt all around him turn colder. He saw mist rising up out of nowhere as it shrouded the hills and turns this entire hills into an area full of mist that it is even hard for him to look five feet ahead of him.