It was now morn. The first signs of light broke across the school, the library (which was on the night side) was quiet and had not shared any of this new-found light. The night students side was completely dark, a melodramatic presence was the reward given to any<span style="font-style: italic">humans</span>who saw the eerie darkness of the other side of the school. The day students side was bustling about just like a high school, ages ranged from 16-1,000,000, a school made for many, most people looked young, 16-30 in looks, only the truly ancient looked old, it appeared the humans were affected positively by living so close to vampires.<br/><br/>Eon kept his peace, his mouth closed, ears open, and eyes closed, he kept silent. The librarian however had been startled, jumping up he hit Tarkir across the right side of his face with a hefty tome that was apparently hidden behind his back. A loud scream (came from librarian, of course)was also part of the librarians surprise, it sounded something along the lines of a witches shrill scream but toned through a old and obviously ancient voice.