Crashing steel-wool waves,letters tucked away in castles walls and sealed with kisses,ballroom dances and sweet nothing,studying by the light of a lantern. Brocade lined boots with pointed toes,textbooks with rumors written on the inside, a mysterious red ribbon, meeting under the light of a full moon to dance around the fire, reciting Byron and Keats in the highest tower of the school,sending secret letters via ravens.