Parchment in one hand and quill in the other, Anna Greingoth, headed off to find a nice, quiet area of the castle. Did quiet areas of the castle actually even exist, though? Meh, probably not, but Anna was going to find an area that would at least be calm enough for her to sit and compose a letter. Cale had sent her a letter days ago, and due to the unfortunate flooding in the dungeons, she'd been to busy to write him back just yet. Poor Cale. He was probably sitting at home thinking she'd gone off to school and forgotten about him or something silly like that. Not a chance, though. Never ever...

That's when Anna happened to glance up and find herself staring up at the familiar humpbacked witch statue she'd seen on the...where was she? third floor?...third floor for the past six school years. She watched the statue for a few more seconds, before collapsing by its side and getting comfortable on the floor. Ahh, now this was nice and quiet. The perfect place to sit down and tell her sweetheart all about her first few weeks at school.

Dearest Caleb,

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