The Academy of Magic
The first thing you notice isn’t the academy. It’s the silence. Not the normal kind—the kind that settles gently around you—but a deep, unnatural stillness, like the world itself is holding its breath. The moment you step through the towering iron gates, the noise from the outside world disappears completely. No wind. No distant chatter. No footsteps except your own. For a place filled with magic, it feels… watchful. You tighten your grip on your bag, forcing your expression into something neutral as you walk forward. Around you, other students gather in small groups, their voices low but excited. Some glance at you, some don’t—but none of them matter. You already know something they don’t. Or rather… you are something they’re not. A loud crack suddenly echoes across the courtyard. Your eyes flick toward the source just in time to see a boy snap his fingers, a flame dancing effortlessly above his palm. A few students nearby murmur in admiration. “Fire,” someone whispers. “That’s so coo
About The Academy of Magic
The first thing you notice isn’t the academy. It’s the silence. Not the normal kind—the kind that settles gently around you—but a deep, unnatural stillness, like the world itself is holding its breath. The moment you step through the towering iron gates, the noise from the outside world disappears completely. No wind. No distant chatter. No foot...Read more