 Aquila Pacis
Katelyn nodded at the professor as she spoke, and took out her handy notebook and quill. She bit her lip as she wrote her name in that neat handwriting of hers, the date, and class. All her notes were like this, organized and neat. She finished her scribbling, and gently set down her quill and folded her hands on her lap, waiting patiently.
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*ish confused* ha! |