Valeria found herself wandering about the school grounds, admiring the first snow of the year.

Hearing a Seventh Year’s voice surprises Valeria, especially one that just so happens to speak of the very thing she is writing about: the Halloween party.

What is this strange feeling? It’s as if… well… my head is all fuzzy. What happened yesterday? And… who is this… Sage that keeps cropping up in my mind. I must go find her, maybe she can make some sense out of this.

At the sound of music playing - the warm strum of a guitar and a boy’s soft voice - Valeria stops dead in her tracks. She turns her head in the direction of the music.