Gaping holes still hung in the hearts of the many that had lost. It was a bitter-sweet ending. The dark lord had fallen, but he'd fallen with so many loved ones. Mothers… fathers…brothers… sisters… sons and daughters. It was the end of a time of darkness, but it wasn't the end of sadness.
Sometimes no one was sure just how much longer life could go on. Surely someone would try and take on the Dark Lord's legacy. But the years went by… and it seemed everything had gone back to normal. But who could ever define the word normal, in a world full of magic… in a world full of change.