The fiery reds and brilliant golds of October and November give way to the stark icy splendour of December.
After countless weeks of having the same terrible dream every single night, I finally decide to try and do something about it.
The first time I had the confusing dream, I was rattled, but after everything else I've experienced since starting at St. Selaphiel's Academy, an unsettling dream didn't seem like the biggest problem in the whole world. But now I find myself thinking about it during the day, throughout my waking hours. Sometimes my back aches, and I'm sure I'm feeling some sort of phantom pain from carrying the enormous Bible (which later becomes a crucifix) on my back all night - even if only in a dream. I can't get the image of the rose branches out of my head - thorny te
