The warm breeze swept through my hair as I walked across the courtyard of Avalon in the early morning dawn slowly crossing the horizon. It felt so long ago since I felt the same serene feeling; in another life. My eyes grazed across the courtyard and images of what it used to be. Pillars of white stone, housing the different departments that once used to be part of the old Ministry. Sparse fountains and plots of land chosen for gardens after a terrible war. A war that revealed so much yet opened up the possibilities to the future.