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Sun, 10/04/2015 - 6:33pm

Saturday, March 5

Over the next few days, Edie worked on reading and studying the fragments of treaty that she had. What she read only served to confuse her. It was clear that by the time the college had been founded, the spelling of French had been standardized; the words in the treaty should have been reasonably legible to her. But they weren’t.

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Wed, 09/30/2015 - 6:42pm

That evening, Edie headed into the dining hall alone, but she’d barely walked in when she saw Roe, excitedly waving to her from a table. She grinned and waved back, then made her way over to the table, where Corrie, Dawn, Derwen, and Annie were also sitting.

“Come sit down,” said Roe eagerly. “I was just about to tell Derwen about the vision I had of her, but since you were in it, too, I’m glad you showed up.”

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Sun, 09/27/2015 - 6:38pm

The professor had them sit back in their circle and passed out scripts of a few pages each. Edie looked down at hers. It read, “The Clouds and the Sky: Act 2, Scene 1.” The girl sitting next to her had a different one—“Underneath It All: Act 1, Scene 3.”

These must be the plays from the playwriting class, which the professor had told them they would be performing at the end of the semester. She’d never heard of these titles before, and if that was the case, it would explain why they had scenes from two different plays. Not to mention that they were out of context.

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Wed, 09/23/2015 - 6:34pm

Wednesday, March 2

Edie had to put the book away in order to walk from lunch to her theater class. She’d been reading in almost every spare moment since Dawn had brought her the three books last night. It was nice to have a book that engrossed her again, since she’d finished reading all of the books that Corrie’s mom had loaned her.

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Sun, 09/20/2015 - 6:31pm

Finally they all finished eating and headed back toward Gilkey. It was another frosty night, and Edie wondered if it would snow again. She hoped not—she was getting sick of the cold and the snow, and she definitely didn’t want her plans for research to be disrupted by weather. Then again, if she had time off from class she might have more time to work on the translations.

Roe wanted Corrie to come to her room so they could work on practicing psychometry for Professor Rook, but Corrie said she had too much other homework to do. Edie was relieved.

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Wed, 09/16/2015 - 6:35pm

Edie and Derwen were indeed early for dinner, but they had only just gotten their food when Corrie and Annie turned up and joined them at their table. Edie did get a salad and concentrated on eating it, not having any idea what to talk about with Derwen for the few minutes the two of them were alone at the table. They had exhausted everything there was to say about their magic class, and while she considered the faerie a friend, none of the things that were on her mind right now were things she could—or wanted to—share with Derwen.

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Sun, 09/13/2015 - 6:35pm

They studied for a while, going through the text and stopping to ask each other questions. There were a couple of things that they couldn’t understand—or at least, weren’t sure they understood in the way that the author intended it—even after talking it over together, so Edie wrote down the questions in her notebook to ask Ginny the next day in class. It was always good to have a couple of questions prepared in case Ginny called on one of them or no one else in the class had anything to say.

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Wed, 09/09/2015 - 6:39pm

Edie hurried to the library with her book recommendations. Usually she stopped by her dorm room after French class, maybe had a snack, and took her time so she wouldn’t be waiting around for Derwen at the library like she had the first time, but today’s schedule had worked out very neatly. She’d hoped to learn enough from her French professor to be able to start doing research at the library, so she’d already planned on going straight there.

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Sun, 09/06/2015 - 6:59pm

Pru went into the woods that night.

With the clover hidden under her skin, it was easier than ever to locate the dancers. They were no longer hidden behind walls, but only a low hedge. She circled the whole thing—it was smaller than she’d thought—and located what had to be the entrance, but now she had no desire to go in.

She didn’t find the man who had given her the stone.

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Wed, 09/02/2015 - 6:45pm

Tuesday, March 1

Edie was paying attention in French class, as usual. She really was—at least as much as usual. She’d opted to take the next level of French and no other classes, but while it was supposed to be conversational French and reading texts, it was still easy for her. The teacher gave out too many English-language hints for her taste, and some words were glossed in the margins of their textbook that she would have preferred to puzzle out herself from context.

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