The Godspells

Cheering erupted throughout the hall. It had been a full week, and the FRFH had not ceased celebrating the win, or Complete Domination as Mithra pharsed it that Silas had earned himself. With drunken glee, Mirone roughly ruffled Silas' hair and slurred out "Buddy...I thought that you were dead but uhh..." Falling down, he fell asleep before he could finish his sentence. Silas sighed and walked outside into the cool night air. Breathing out a small fog, he turned around as footsteps approached him.