School of Echiseria
The gate was huge. Old, but firm. It didn't seem like a normal school. The professor smiled, his hands in his pockets. "Good question," he said. You don't come here to learn mathematics. The yard was full of kids like you. Some nervous. Others calm. Others looking at the floor, as if they already knew something that the others didn't. "This is a school for those who see what others don't," he continued. For those who feel strange things... shadows... noises that should not exist. You looked around. —So... curses? "Exactly," he responded, without dramatizing. And you are here because you did not die when you saw one. That didn't help calm anyone down. Suddenly, you felt something on your shoulder. Gentle. Light. A little fox was there. -Hey…? —you whispered. Nobody else saw it. The professor tilted his head slightly. "Ah... interesting," he said. Since when do spirits follow you, student? "I... I don't know," you answered. He never spoke to me. The fox stared at you. It wasn't tender. He was attentive. 🦊 Foxi. "Well," said the professor. Then it began
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The gate was huge. Old, but firm. It didn't seem like a normal school. The professor smiled, his hands in his pockets. "Good question," he said. You don't come here to learn mathematics. The yard was full of kids like you. Some nervous. Others calm. Others looking at the floor, as if they already knew something that the others didn't. "This is a...Read more