The harrowing sounds of the winds against the forests leaves had precipitated a harrowing music that unlike any other sound Amelia had heard before. It caused to further tuck herself deep into her woolen mattres. She wished she had a thicker duvet like the one she had left in her cottage back at the dark pine forest. When she felt too cold lying on the bed, she stood up and picked the alternate black gown which Catori had given her, and headed straight to the window where she blamed both the cold and the harrowing noise from coming in. She was still trying to find a way to pin the...