Outside, night was as gloomy as the darkest place in the closet. As it was cloudy, no light in the sky managed to cross the thick blanket between the stars and the moon that watched the Earth and the land of Elmbridge School of Magic. There was also fog so thick that it gave the feeling that it could support almost anything ... even a person.

Elizabeth slept peacefully in her room.

Her hawk had a pedestal made especially for it. The bird didn't rest, but watched over the ...