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The wind breezed by on a rainy day. Clouds for miles as far as the magic eye could see. She stood at the front tall tower that would lead her to Luna Nova. The prestigious school most witches dream of attending. The rustic stones gleam with magic within. Taunting her with the new journey a head.
As much as she would like to push time further away today is the day she arrives at Luna. Usually arriving after orientation would get you immediately expelled at Luna Nova, but Ms. Holbrooke made an exception for such an exceptional student. Or maybe she was bribed by the sheer amount of money her family had.
All she was worried about were rumors. As the wind grew harder she couldn't help but get lost in thought as her umbrella hung over her. Would her family's name be tarnished by joining late into the year? Would she be able to catch up? Would she be welcomed as one of their own?
She sighs holding her head in her hands regretting ever agreeing to coming here. She hadn't even made it past the magical field before she started questioning everything she once knew.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
She was ready. Entering the tower felt like a nauseous fever dream. Taking out her broom she takes one more breath. "Tia Freyre!" She calls on the moment she's on her broom. Everything moves fast. Time and space feel as they're stretching out into strips of magic. A tunnel of sparkly green is all she could see for miles as she pasted through. A flash of light then there it is...Luna Nova.
Continuing...