The ambiance of the sun glowed in a forever, ethereal, warm hue cascading upon the surface of the Academy and imbued energy into the lives that were suffused in its brilliance.
It was late afternoon, and the intensity of its rays became a testament to the time that ticked.
Though seasons and temperatures were regulated by the Academy, its effects remained the same.
Amongst the students were those who decided to skip the rest of their classes, enjoying the comfort of their newfound club. Albeit, a little bit too much.
Ciara and Morganna were present this time. Ciara was busy checking the books that Jane had recently placed on the upper floor while Morganna seemed to be enjoying a cup of tea and tray of biscuit with Louis at the corner of the Club room where the intricately, structured, round tables and chairs were placed.
Their gazes currently on the glass walls, observing the students preparing for combat classes.
