I excuse myself and head to my room. I feel eyes on my back, Purity's eyes. I only know that because I glance behind me. I head into my room and plop down onto the chair at the desk. I grab a thick book off the shelf next to the desk. It's a collective volume that was written by an upper-class member from home.

I skim through the pages. This book was banned how do  mortals have a hold of something like this? I don't think I wish to know. I close the thick book and replace it on the shelf. Standing up I look outside. It's raining, something I have never experienced. Does it burn their skin?  Do mortals fear it like they fear the unknown? Or perhaps, they have come to accept the nature of their world. Perhaps...

I'm lost in thought when I hear the door creak open. "I knocked but you hadn't answered. Jim said to make sure you were faring well." Purity says from behind me. I don't turn from the window, "I believe I am doing alright. Purity, why have we been lost to the Void, or rather caged in this one rather than our own?"