It is Time
Seraphina exited the building, a radiant smile gracing her features.
The day's graduation festivities had left her heart brimming with 'warmth'.
As she walked, students clustered around her, their youthful faces lit with a mixture of awe and affection.
"Saint Seraphina!" a young man squeaked, clutching a hand-drawn portrait towards her.
"Here! It's for you!"
Seraphina crouched down to his level, her eyes sparkling with genuine warmth. "Oh, this is wonderful! Thank you so much!" she exclaimed with a beautiful smile taking the drawing and examining it closely.
The picture depicted her amidst a swirling vortex of magic, it was a good picture.
"You're the most amazing mage ever!" a shy human girl piped up, a single red rose clutched tightly in her hand.
Seraphina's smile softened even further. "Thank you, dear. That's very kind of you." She gently accepted the rose, its delicate petals a stark contrast to her fiery red hair.