Heading to the Academy
"Orwell, didn't you waste your five thousand shellings?" Faustina asked as she walked alongside Maddie and Orwell. It was noon transpiring to evening—the blue skies were mixing with the hue of orange, purple, and pink. It was also getting darker making the stars more visible. The shops were starting to light their stalls and some already had their magic orbs floating around to serve as lanterns.
Faustina and her company were heading to the academy. The exams would start a few hours from now. And as Faustina eyed the whole vicinity, fellow students-to-be were also headed to the same place she was going. She overheard some girls and boys around her age talking about the kind of element they were thinking to be very compatible with, and some discussing how they would strategize and aim to be on Ianua I, the highest class Magierstadt could offer.