"Here, read this." Rayo puts the book on my study table with a thud. It's a huge, leather-bound book. On the dark brown spine, something is written, but over time it has become illegible.
"Did you steal this from Hogwarts?"
"From a library in Spain."
I planned to spend my Sunday morning productively, doing my homework, reading some novels, visiting Rosemary and if possible, cooking something. The size and allure of this book make me realize that I will not be able to do any of these things. I opened the book and found beautiful calligraphy on the first page. The book is dedicated to all the children of night.
"What is written in there? Who are the children of the night?"
"You, me, the demons and the spirits around us, we are all children of the night. This book will tell you about the creatures you need to know about," Rayo explains calmly.
