Even with her eyes closed did the quill gained the same aura around itself and it dipped its tip in the ink with care. Then it went on its way towards the open book. A book whose pages got turned over and over to find the last entry somewhere deep within it. A book that contained secrets, thoughts and other more miscellaneous things and information about the proper lady. Things that not even her friends knew about her. But most notable were facts that everything since her transformation got written within it as well.