Sabriel was sitting by her desk, writing a letter. From time to time she looked up to give the tarantula in the tank a thoughtful look.
Dear Sulyn and Ellimere,
I hope everything is well at Wyverley, and you haven't got into too much trouble without me. Things are going well here, if a bit strangely.
Yesterday in the Creatures of Nature workshop all the students were assigned pets until the end of the session. I received a tarantula. (I have enclosed a
photograph for you.) I have named it Peter John or PJ for short.
On Saturday, I met
a very big, very toothy cat who I tried to fight, but ended up running away from. Charter Magic works here, but for some reason it didn't then. Not properly. There are other magic users here as well, but they don't use the Charter. I am not sure what they use.
I have met two big, human-like turtles and one little turtle. They are nice and polite, but a bit jarring to talk to. There are many strange things here. I don't think you'd believe half of it if I told you about it. I am taking photos, and will send them to you later.
I miss you both very much.
Yours,
Sabriel