Elena's Pov
"Let’s go up," Julian said.
He took the lantern. We walked to the iron door. He opened it and again we used the stone stairs. It was not necessary to shut my eyes this time. I was not afraid of the dark. The dark was our friend. It kept us out of the world who did not understand us.
As we got to the top the wind was sharp. It passed through the open sections of the tower. In the great bell it whistled. It was a clear sky, with many stars, like black velvet and diamond.
Julian sat on the stone floor. He took me in between his legs. I rested against his chest. He threw his arms around me, and began wrapping his jacket around us like a blanket.
"Look at the school," he said. He pointed down.
The school seemed to be a small thing, seen here. The majority of lights in the dorm
