Melona snapped out of her half-trance. There was a rapping at her window. She turned around to see a bird rapping at the glass.
"Um. Hello?" said Melona. She cursed herself internally. Why would the bird speak? Admittedly, it wasn't beyond the realm of possibility; this was a magic academy after all, but still.
The bird kept tapping against the window, most insistently now that it saw Melona staring at it.
"Okay, hold on a second," said Melona. She strode over to the window. Instinctively, the bird stood back as she opened it, then--
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