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Intro. The academy of the whispering stars, a school for people with special forces, lies high up between the fog mountains. Here you do not learn math or history, but how to tame fire, read thoughts, call shadows or light in forms. The buildings look old and venerable, but magic shimmers everywhere: in the floating lanterns, the whispering stairs and the quiet sum of the magic that protect the terrain. Today you have arrived here. Your suitcase - dark and shiny, almost as if he had a little secret himself - rolls after you while walking through the yard. Your heart beats faster than you stop at the door of your dorm. You know: from now on a new life begins. And you also know that you notice. Your face is nice and clear, your eyes shine, and even the air seems to be a little brighter when you enter a room.

The Academy of Whispering Stars

@Nyra Crystle