“Ingressis memoria Eliot quod Rigantona Edwards..”

Elizabeth sat at her desk and looked at the diary. Bedtime was to be announced soon. She checked the time and unfortunately she had only nine minutes before going to sleep; it was 8:51 pm.

She took out that pen with transparent nib which she got from Rujnoiu. She wandered what she should do to see if there was anything written in that mysterious diary. She opened the diary where someone expressed thoughts and placed the pen on the page where it was opened. But ... nothing happened.

“What was written with ice ... will only be seen through the ice. Maybe I should try to write something ...”

And she tried to write the text that came to her mind all the time.

But she couldn’t write more, as the ice nib began to light in the room where she was and the pen jumped out of her hand, starting to move by itself in the air, writing letters and forming words, texts, written in a blue hue like the clear sky. All the words written by that pen appeared