The day after that day when Mave approached me, I have realized that there is no point in sulking. I can't bring the dead body of Miss Elora back to life even I'll shed a bucket of tears. Speaking of bringing the dead to life...
I didn't sleep a wink since yesterday since I'm planning to have on a trip today without telling anybody else. I looked at the carved numbers on the wall here in our room and there I saw that it is quarter to three in the morning. I decided to get up and wear my cloak and I have prepared myself mentally too.
This is the day.
I chose this time of departure so that no one could see me leave this mushroom house— or maybe not. I was about to open the door but I heard the sound of a teaspoon mixing in a teacup and maybe one of the metas is awake. Nevertheless, I di
