I sighed, walking up the overgrown path that led to Anselm Manor. It was my first time seeing the house again since I'd been a child. Now that it had been left unattened, the house had an entirely different feel to it. It was like a damsel that needed saving. It was like I had always meant to be the one to attone for my parents' rebellious phase.

With only a little childish excitement, I unlocked the front door and ascended the stairs.

"Home flies the fledgling. domum volat pullum..."