"Hurry up! It’s the first day of school today, we’re dead if we’re late!"
People were bustling to and fro on the streets of the Academy; it had never been as busy as it was today. With a bag slung over her shoulder, Rachel dragged her friend through the dense crowd, running hurriedly towards the academy.
As a student on the first day of school, she could not afford to be late.
Rachel was only seventeen this year and was the daughter of a blacksmith. She lived in a small, isolated town in Carretas and had never come into contact with magic before. A few months ago, the news of an Academy of Magic had just come out and she had argued with her father repeatedly about it. Eventually, she pulled her friend along with her and snuck out of the small town to hide in a nearby city.
Half-jokingly, they had gone to the Academy of Magic, to sit for the entrance test. What she had not expected, however, was for this test to change her life.
