A/N: Well, this is the end. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did, but I know you didn't, meh, here it is.
Final chapter
William stood over the lifeless body that had once been a great friend of his. He seemed so calm, so peaceful. He let out a sigh, as a single tear made it's way down his cheek. Mandis walked up beside him and put a hand on his shoulder
"Aren't the dead so dreadfully dead when they're dead?" she asked. On any other day, to any other person, she would have sounded cold and heartless, but William understood now. Death was how she coped with life, he envied for that in a way. She removed her hand from his shoulder and stepped back, disappearing forever into the soorow and pain that had overcome her. Angel stood up and whipped tears from her eyes as she walked away with Richard's parents, they had taken a daughter in place of a lost son. Remus and Alexia walked way together from Quel's pyre, and dropped flowers down beside Raul's pyre and walked away.
He was the only one left when the priest lit the pyres. They burned brilliantly, a light that guided the dead to their resting place. William threw his book of legends onto the fire and made a silent vow to the dead. Never would he allow danger to befall a friend of his unheeded. He would find Iciris on his own, and tel no one of his secret journey. He turned from the great flames and headed on his journey; leaning heavily on his staff he sighed.
"To Geffen..." and off he went.