Prologue
She never knew it would happen like this. She never knew it would happen at all. She wept onto the sheets of paper strewn all over her desk. She sobbed. She fell asleep at her desk. The candle by the desk had gone out at least two or three candlemarks before. Her hazel hair had fallen onto the desk and brushed her hand. Tear blotches were all over the sheets before her. She never knew it would happen like this, she never knew at all.
