So...the study tables had been a bust. Ella just couldn't concentrate and she supposed it was because she'd studied a bazillion other subjects at that very same location, making her brain go all crazy recalling everything she'd crammed in there. It was just really crowded in her head at the moment...

Deciding a change might help her write, the blonde settled down in front of the fire place and watched the flames, thinking of the Yew tree. What should she say as a thank you? Hmmmmm.

Scribble. Scribble. Scribble.



Well...it definitely wasn't a hit song but it had a certain something. The blonde, satisfied, gathered up her parchment and went to reward herself with some ice cream. She deserved it.