CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN

It had been a long cold night, another lovely day. It was hard to explain but he had woken up to this day feeling rather refreshed.

A cozy wind drifted through the room Logan's eyes fluttered open, and he looked around the room that was midst definitely his, yet there was that bit of unfamiliarity to the room sinking into his inner mind, he could tell almost immediately that something was different-

From the trees painted with the colors of summer to the golden sky that was a bright clear blue, he could feel the heat from the rising sun, but was that the difference to his bright new day?

Was it the heat that was burning off the morning mist as it gave everything a magic appearance, was it?

Closing his eyes, he visualized everything again playing at the back of his mind, he could see that hint of every single thing that played cynically, as he sought that bit of comfort or peace drifting through his soul.

Inhaling deeply, he let the fresh, crisp air invade his lungs and gave that req