The lantern above him flickered to life; William knew it must be meal time if the lanterns were being switched on, but he had no intention of going back to his dorm. He had to work out what the leather~bound book was all about. For as long as he could remember, he had carried it around in his backpack – which wasn’t strange in itself, but, the pages were blank; that was until he had turned seventeen just days before. Then, words began to appear. Not just words, but runes that swam across the page – curly letters forming strange words that made his eyes strain and his heart race.