Not a Grimoire

Dear diary,

I hitched a ride with a carriage and ended up in a tower. Only this tower is some sort of magic research institute/ magic school.

When I arrived they were doing a recruitment test so I just lined up with all the other kids. And for some reason I got selected too.

The inside of the tower is much bigger than it looks like outside. All of us kids even get our own room. Honestly I thought I was going to have to share a room but I'm glad I don't have to. Otherwise how would I hide you?

If someone looked in you, they would know immediately that I'm not from here. Then they'd kick us out, or maybe feed us to a dragon.

Apparently people here worship dragons... I killed one so that means I'm a bad guy.

You better not tell anyone.

Love,

Tina