Particularly this Nightmare Night. She turned away from her windows and levitated the cold glass to her as she stalked from her chambers, exiting her tower by private concourse and allowing herself to drift into the night air down to the cloistered path leading to her study, her dusky wings resplendent in the light of her moon. She alighted softly on the manicured grass of the garden that surrounded her study, secluded as it was from the rest of the palace gardens.