East side antiquated common room of the dormitory area was lighted with a faint glow crosswise the worn wooden floors whilst the evening condescended, Eliena sitting on a loveseat away from the hushed murmurs of a small girl group of senior students engrossed in their studies near the crackling fireplace.
Outside the night unfurls with rain. The storm rages unleashing fury accompanied into the distant rumble sonorous through the very bones of the building. In the flickering lights of the fire her hands cradle the thick book in her arms, open-eyed over the bold inks unflinching by the thunder strikes beyond the window panes with the euphony of nature's brute strength.
