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Looking out of the high window from the highest point of the academy castle, the headmaster smiled warmly as he looked at the children in the garden.
"It is a rare sight…"
His glowing eyes contained many colours, the smile he had was unique and there was a unique calmness on his face.
{ "This is a school for the children, and yet there are rarely any occasions when the children actually act like children." }
His familiar, the wise owl, was also looking at the scene far below them.
The clouds and distance separated them and the view in the garden, but, to their special eyes, this much distance was nothing much.
"They are having fun as well."
{ "It is rare children their age would look so happy playing a simple game like that." }
The children their age were called adults but to beings like them who had lived for thousands of years, they were nothing more than young people who had a great future ahead of them.
