Summary
How may times have I dreamt and wished for this to be real? To be a witch. To get sorted. To attend. It's happening. Right now. And I don't care if I was put here as some sort of joke. A pawn to be messed around with. So long as I can stay... Please let me stay. I'll take everything that is to come. The war, and the pain of it. Everything. Just...please let me stay.