Johnny smiled as he saw the world was finally quiet as the sun went down. Every night he watched the sunset but he never got bored, every night thinking how beautiful it was. Johnny saw beauty in the world. The world was just beautiful. He threw a fireball towards the sun, flying into the sea. He never bored of doing that either. Life just went on, and Johnny wasn't afraid of letting days past. Magic gave him all the time in the world. He lay down on the roof. Being a wizard...he wondered how others lived without it. Flying and fire and water and everything you desire brushing past your fingers, everything was wider and more beautiful, his eyes were open. He knew life had began even if he was a little too late.