She flipped through the bells and charms that hung off the loop, but there was a piece of wood. Who would use that? And on it was carved a single name: Charlotte. Wait... was that her name? She felt her pulse quicken a bit, and she smiled. "Charlotte," she said quietly, liking the way the name rolled off her tongue. Then Charlotte it is... she thought to herself as she ran a finger across the name, tracing each letter, from the simple c to the loopy e.