SAFFRON'S P.O.V
I read a little more before deciding to return for the night. The more I tried not to think about how I felt when the bird watched me, the more I seemed to think about it. Making tonight's reading pointless. It's not like I found anything anyway. It was becoming evident that the elders held no such knowledge and I was wasting my time there. But truth be told, where else could I go for information like this? No human libraries would have anything I needed. Maybe the doctor lied and there was no such person?
I finally made it to the hallway that led to my room and the exhaustion was finally hitting me. However, something in the window at the end of the hallway caught my attention. It was the bird again. Why do I feel like it was following me to watch me?
I walked p
