Another little piece

Well, here's another bit of the story. This part was written after I took an Algebra test.

In his dreams he wandered through the maze again looking for a book he had never read, he found none. Saddened he fell asleep in his dreams until he awoke. It was early morning when he opened his eyes; he stood up and threw his book into a pack. He made his way to the edge of the clearing that had been his home for the past five hundred twenty four years knowing that he would probably never return to it. His mind wandered to the wolf that had become his friend, would it be lonely? Would it get enough food? However these were all questions for a later time, for now his only goal was to get the village and be around people once again, for the first time in a long time.