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The only sound that could be heard on the silent night of the fifth of July, in the year 1961, was the whisper of a young girl.
This girl was standing outside a tall, stone building, with vines creeping up the sides and windows boarded up. She held in her arms, ever so firmly, a little bundle; in which a young child lay sleeping. This child had a small tuff of dark brown hair, small ears and hands, and long chubby legs; she lay oblivious to what her future would hold.
The woman who was previously holding the child, set her down on the doorstep of the building, and fished something out of her coat pocket; a silver locket and a letter. She carefully clipped the chain around the child's neck, tucked the paper under her arm, and kissed her forehead. "I'm sorry", she whispered before standing up, knockin
g on the door, and leaving.
For those of you readers who are curious to know what that letter stated, here you go…
Dear Grey Wick Orphanage,
I hope that you are wiling to care for this child, as I cannot. Her name is Callista Rose Ravenclaw, and I'm her mother. Her date of birth is May 13, 1960. I have a favor to ask of you, will you please tell her that my name is Elizebelle North, and that I love her very dearly, that I never wanted to give her away. The locket around her neck is her great-grandmothers, and holds a picture of her father and I. It is the key. Take good care of her, as she is no ordinary child.
Sincerly,
Elizebelle North
