@"Horus"
Izzy walked through the streets of the city with a pep in her step. She was armed with a map and her poor directional skills to find the library. She didn't doubt her school's ability to provide her with the things she needed to find out what she was but she was growing desperate. She had only been on the Island two weeks and she was dying to figure out what she was. She had been told it was simple, but then they kept changing their minds about what she was. She's wasn't an elemental whatever, definitely not a vampire.
She finally found the library, going straight to the section of mythology and and folklore. She was kind of hoping that it would explain somethings that had been happening. Like how it suddenly started raining the moment that she wished it would. Or how she wanted to surf and there was no waves, but then suddenly there were waves. Especially since it was supposed to be sunny and bright, not rainy and wavy.
Izzy walked through the rows and rows of books picking up all the books that she thought would help, walking over to the table with about ten books. She placed them on the empty space of the table. Funnily enough the library was empty besides a few people, one of them happened to be a man that seemed to have a sort of chill to him. Not unpleasantly so, like a brain freeze but like...weirdly enough to be familiar.
Izzy walked through the streets of the city with a pep in her step. She was armed with a map and her poor directional skills to find the library. She didn't doubt her school's ability to provide her with the things she needed to find out what she was but she was growing desperate. She had only been on the Island two weeks and she was dying to figure out what she was. She had been told it was simple, but then they kept changing their minds about what she was. She's wasn't an elemental whatever, definitely not a vampire.
She finally found the library, going straight to the section of mythology and and folklore. She was kind of hoping that it would explain somethings that had been happening. Like how it suddenly started raining the moment that she wished it would. Or how she wanted to surf and there was no waves, but then suddenly there were waves. Especially since it was supposed to be sunny and bright, not rainy and wavy.
Izzy walked through the rows and rows of books picking up all the books that she thought would help, walking over to the table with about ten books. She placed them on the empty space of the table. Funnily enough the library was empty besides a few people, one of them happened to be a man that seemed to have a sort of chill to him. Not unpleasantly so, like a brain freeze but like...weirdly enough to be familiar.