Fireworks (V)

2 months ago….

William stood at the gates of the Brenthall estate for the last time, a small bag slung over his shoulder. The grand estate stood tall behind him, its polished stone walls and intricate carvings would soon be a symbol of his past.

The air was cold today, biting at his face like discouraging him from going on this adventure, but his resolve was warmer than ever and his response to this biting cold was just a smile. He looked back one last time, seeing his mother and little brother standing there. His mother looked at him, her eyes filled with concern, but she tried her best to hide them as she gave him a warm smile. 

William also returned with a smile of his own as he looked ahead, taking a deep breath. He took his first step and left the gates of Brenthall Estate. With no escorts, no family crest, and no guarantee of success, he stepped forward, leaving the legacy he had once cherished behind.