Epilogue:

It was a cold and bitter night. The storm that was passing by, caused much disturbance in Calix's slumber. Waking up from the thunder that rustled above, he got up with pain jolting throughout his body. He didn't know where it came from, perhaps he slept uncomfortably.

Deciding to keep moving and to try to find what he was searching for, he got up. Picking his pack up off the ground, Calix started down the muddy road, towards probably nothing, but hopefully something.

After hours of walking through the storm that had finally ended, he got a glimpse of a perfect place for him to stay; a stoned manor. Calix decided to take the chance and started walking towards the property. This was what he truly desired after all.

In the end, all Calix wanted was a haven to get his mind straight; to focus.