The sun was setting over the Ravenwood Academy town center.
Its warm orange glow spilling across cobbled streets lined with quaint shops.
Professor Scarlett adjusted her half-frame glasses, her black hair tied neatly into a bun.
As she approached the store she visited monthly—the materials and resource shop.
A one-stop destination for magic ingredients, enchanted tools, and other essentials students used for their personal or academic projects.
It wasn't her favorite duty.
Normally, she delegated the task to her assistants, but this month, they were overwhelmed with grading assignments and preparing coursework.
Begrudgingly, she had taken it upon herself.
She pushed open the door to the shop, the small bell above tinkling, and stepped into the familiar musty air mixed with the faint scent of herbs and parchment.
