At the same time…
12-year-old Patty's family has run one of the largest spiritual plant farms within Dark Moon City for generations.
They weren't affiliated with the College and were responsible for providing the spiritual plants that the local restaurateur and bar owners used in their foods and beverages.
She sat cross-legged on the worn wooden floor of her room, her fingers tracing the carvings she had scarred the floor with over the years. All of which looked like vague outlines of animals.
Her room, with its simple furnishings and faded wallpaper, was decorated with posters of famous figures from the past College National Competitions and sketches of spiritual creatures next to a young girl that looked a lot like her—a gray-eyed brunette with freckles.
Despite her room's humble appearance, it was her sanctuary, a place where her imagination could run wild, even if reality seemed far more restrained.