» Year: 2021
» Season: Spring
» Month: April
» Weather: The snow has melted in most areas of the school and the sun has been shining bright giving the grounds warm temperatures.
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Morgan sighed deeply as she slowly climbed off her four-poster bed and onto the wood floors of the dormitory. She had been lying on the bed for nearly an hour; shed missed dinner. She was in a bad mood, for an unknown reason. Her stomach hurt; I must be getting sick or something, she had told herself earlier that evening. Dressed in a tattered rugby shirt and black pajama pants, she walked gingerly down the cold stone steps to the Common Room. It was empty, as shed expected practically everyone was at the feast. She sighed. She stood at the archway that led to the Common Room for a moment, just gazing out at the vacant area for a moment.
Morgan crossed the Common Room to a window in the corner, which clearly looked over the Black Lake. The setting sun was hitting it just right, making it sparkle and gleam. Her eyes went from the lake to the sun, slowly getting lower and lower along the horizon line, leaving behind four different colors of sky behind it: pink, purple, orange, and even a bit of red. Morgan leaned forward to rest her head against the windowpane; it still felt a bit warm after the sunny afternoon. Morgan almost wished to go outside, breathe in the spring air, feel grass on her toes. She loved being outside in such nice weather.
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