Chapter 15
I sat with my legs curled up under a blanket, forehead resting on the cold pane of the window, looking out at the moonlight on the snow. It was my favorite place in the library, the place I went to when I was feeling most overwhelmed by everything I didn't know about magic, everything I still had to learn.
Usually it lent me a sense of comfort and bolstered my courage. But at the moment it just didn't feel right. It was my safe space, and yet it wasn't. Because while it was the right place, the particular one of the row of window seats in the library that was my preferred spot, it wasn't the right time.
And the wand I held in my hands felt even more wrong.
"This is completely useless, you know," I said, looking down at my wand.
"Organizing what we know is never useless," Br
