Genre: Fantasy
Plot: MC is a new student at a magic academy. His journey is a tapestry of wonder and discovery, rich with vibrant moments and unexpected encounters. Yet, a quiet unease whispers beneath the surface. (MC is also a bit of a quick-tempered, socially awkward guy).
Tags: Fantasy, Magic, Mystery, Friendship, Ominous Tone.
Prompt: "And this is why we don't get nice things."
Requested by Vera is Hanging with Honey and Day (Quotev- www.quotev.com/MgIsBored)
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Rowan Flynn stood nervously in the grand entrance hall of the Wysteria Magic Academy, clutching his worn leather satchel. He had received a letter just a week ago, informing him that he had been accepted to the prestigious academy. Rowan still couldn't believe it - he had never shown any exceptional magical talent, and his family wasn't exactly well-connected in the magical community.
As he looked around, Rowan noticed a large, ornate mirror standing on a pedestal in the center of the hall. The mirror seemed to be glowing with a soft, ethereal light.
A stern-looking man with a clipboard approached him. "Ah, Rowan, welcome to Wysteria. I'm Professor Orion. Please, step in front of the Mirror of Affinity."
Rowan hesitated for a moment, but Professor Orion's encouraging smile put him at ease. He stepped in front of the mirror, feeling a strange tingling sensation as the glass seemed to ripple and shimmer.
The mirror's surface cleared, revealing a glowing, crystalline structure that seemed to be shifting and reforming itself. Rowan watched, mesmerized, as the crystal finally settled into a distinct shape.
Professor Orion nodded, consulting his clipboard. "Ah, it seems you've been sorted into... Silvermist House!" He announced, a warm smile on his face.
Rowan's eyes widened as he looked around, taking in the reactions of the other students. Some of them were nodding in approval, while others looked surprised or even disappointed.
Silvermist House, from what Rowan had read, was known for producing students who excelled in magical theory and innovation. It was a house that valued creativity, curiosity, and intellectual pursuits.
As Rowan made his way to the Silvermist table, he was greeted by a group of students who looked just as eager and nervous as he felt. There was a girl with curly brown hair and a bright smile, a boy with messy black hair and a mischievous glint in his eye, and several others who introduced themselves with varying degrees of shyness.
Rowan sat down at the table, and he couldn't help but feel a little out of place. The other students seemed to know each other already, and they were all chatting and laughing like old friends. Rowan, on the other hand, was still trying to remember everyone's names.
He glanced around the table, taking in the unfamiliar faces. There was a girl with curly brown hair who seemed nice, but also a bit too perfect. There was a boy with messy black hair who looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. And then there was a girl with short, spiky black hair who seemed to be glaring at everyone in general.
Rowan felt a twinge of recognition. He knew that look. It was the look of someone who was just as uncomfortable and out of place as he was.
It didn't mean he was going to interact with her though.
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Rowan's first day of classes was a whirlwind of new experiences and unfamiliar faces. He stumbled from one lecture to the next, trying to keep up with the demanding pace of the academy's curriculum.
In his Magical Theory class, Rowan found himself struggling to keep up with the complex equations and diagrams that Professor Lirien was scribbling on the blackboard. He felt a surge of frustration as he realized he was the only one in the class who seemed to be having trouble.
In his Practical Magic class, Rowan's quick temper got the better of him as he struggled to cast a simple spell. His wand chose that moment to slip out of his hand, clattering to the floor with a loud bang.
The other students in the class turned to stare, and Rowan's face burned with embarrassment. He muttered a hasty apology and scrambled to retrieve his wand, feeling like he was already falling behind.
As Rowan navigated the academy's social scene, he found himself gravitating towards a nice, bookish student named Elwynn. They bonded over their shared love of magical theory and their struggles to keep up with the academy's demanding pace.
One day, while studying in the library, Rowan accidentally knocked over a stack of books, causing a loud clatter. Elwynn, who was sitting nearby, looked up from her own studies and smiled.
"Clumsy, huh?" she teased, helping Rowan gather the scattered books.
Rowan grinned, feeling a small sense of relief. "Yeah, I guess so."
As they continued to study together, Rowan began to notice small, niggling issues around the academy. Doors would be slightly ajar, or books would be misplaced on the shelves. It was as if someone - or something - was subtly disrupting the academy's usual routine.
Rowan mentioned his observations to Elwynn, but she just shrugged.
"Probably just the academy's ghosts," she said, smiling. "They're always playing tricks on the students."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. "Ghosts?"
But before Elwynn could elaborate, the library's bells rang out, signaling the end of study hours.
Over the next few weeks, Rowan continued to notice small, odd occurrences around the academy. Doors would be locked when they shouldn't be, or the fires in the common rooms would be burning at unusual times.
Rowan mentioned these incidents to Elwynn, but she just laughed it off.
"You're just being paranoid, Rowan," she teased. "The academy's old, that's all. It's bound to have a few quirks."
But Rowan couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. He began to feel like he was walking on eggshells, never knowing when something strange would happen next.
One day, while walking down a corridor, Rowan stumbled upon a hidden room. The door was cleverly concealed behind a tapestry, and Rowan only found it by accident.
Inside, the room was small and dimly lit, with shelves lining the walls. The shelves were filled with old, leather-bound books and strange, arcane artifacts.
Rowan's eyes widened as he looked around. What was this place? And why was it hidden?
Rowan returned to his normal routine, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. He found himself constantly looking over his shoulder, wondering if he was being watched.
In his classes, Rowan struggled to focus. His mind kept wandering back to the hidden room and the strange artifacts he had seen there.
Elwynn noticed Rowan's distraction and approached him after class. "Hey, what's going on? You seem a bit... off."
Rowan hesitated, unsure if he should share his discovery with Elwynn. But something about her kind expression put him at ease.
"I found a hidden room," Rowan said quietly. "I don't know what it's for, but it felt... important."
Elwynn's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't seem surprised. "I think I know the room you're talking about," she said. "But I don't think we should discuss it here."
Elwynn glanced around the corridor, ensuring they were alone. "Let's talk about this later, okay? Maybe during dinner?"
Rowan nodded, feeling a sense of relief that Elwynn seemed to know more about the hidden room. He spent the rest of the day in a daze, his mind wandering back to the strange artifacts and the secrets they might hold.
At dinner, Rowan and Elwynn sat together, picking at their food as they talked in hushed tones.
"I've heard rumors about that room," Elwynn said, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Some people say it's connected to the academy's founders. Others claim it's a storage room for forbidden magic."
Rowan's eyes widened. "Forbidden magic?"
Elwynn nodded. "Yeah. But I don't think that's true. I think there's something more... innocent going on."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. "Innocent? You think a hidden room with strange artifacts is innocent?"
Elwynn smiled mischievously. "Maybe. Maybe not. But I think we should investigate further, don't you?"
Rowan nodded, feeling a thrill of excitement. "Definitely. But we need to be careful. If the room is hidden, there must be a reason for it."
Elwynn grinned. "Leave that to me. I've been sneaking around this academy for years. I know all the hidden passages and secrets."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. "You're a regular rebel, aren't you?"
Elwynn chuckled. "Maybe a little. But hey, someone's got to keep things interesting around here."
As they finished dinner, Elwynn leaned in close. "Meet me in the library at midnight. We'll start our investigation."
Rowan nodded, feeling a sense of anticipation. What would they discover? And what secrets lay hidden in the academy's ancient walls?
As the night wore on, Rowan found himself glancing at the clock every few minutes. Finally, at midnight, he made his way to the library, his heart pounding with excitement.
Elwynn was already there, her eyes shining with mischief. "Ready to start our adventure?" she whispered.
Rowan nodded, and together they slipped out of the library, into the dark and mysterious corridors of the academy.
As they moved deeper into the shadows, Rowan stumbled, his foot catching on a loose stone. Elwynn caught his arm, steadying him.
"Careful," she whispered. "We don't want to alert anyone to our presence."
Rowan nodded, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. They were getting close to the hidden room. He could feel it.
Suddenly, Elwynn froze, her head cocked to one side. "Do you hear that?" she whispered.
Rowan listened, his ears straining. And then, faintly, he heard it too. The sound of footsteps, echoing down the corridor.
Rowan's eyes narrowed as he listened to the footsteps. "What's going on?" he whispered to Elwynn, his voice low and urgent. "Who's there?"
Elwynn's eyes were wide with excitement. "I don't know, but I think we should hide!"
Rowan's instincts kicked in, and he grabbed Elwynn's arm, pulling her into a nearby alcove. They pressed themselves against the wall, holding their breath as the footsteps drew closer.
As they waited, Rowan's mind began to spin with worst-case scenarios. What if they got caught? What if whoever it was discovered their secret?
The footsteps stopped right outside the alcove, and Rowan's heart skipped a beat. He exchanged a tense glance with Elwynn, his eyes warning her to stay quiet.
And then, a figure leaned into the alcove, their eyes scanning the darkness. Rowan's instincts flared, and he raised his wand, ready to defend himself...
But as the figure's eyes adjusted to the darkness, Rowan saw that it was just a girl with short, spiky black hair and piercing blue eyes.
She looked at Rowan and Elwynn with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. "What are you two doing here?" she asked, her voice low and even.
Rowan's quick temper flared, but Elwynn tugged on his arm, silently telling him to keep calm. He took a deep breath, and managed to keep his cool. For now.
Rowan shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Just, uh, studying for our exams. Yeah, that's it."
The girl raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying Rowan's excuse. "At midnight? In a hidden alcove?"
Elwynn spoke up, her voice smooth. "We were just looking for a quiet place to study. We didn't mean to intrude on anything."
The girl's gaze flicked between Rowan and Elwynn, her expression unreadable. For a moment, Rowan thought she was going to call them out on their lie. But then, her face relaxed into a small smile.
"Okay, I'll let it slide. This time. But next time, just ask me if you can use the alcove, okay?"
Rowan's eyes narrowed, unsure what to make of the girl's sudden change in demeanor. "What do you mean? This is just a random alcove..."
The girl chuckled, a low, husky sound. "Oh, no, it's not just a random alcove. This is my spot. And I don't usually share it with anyone."
Rowan's instincts flared, warning him that there was more to this girl than met the eye. But before he could respond, Elwynn spoke up.
"We'll keep that in mind. Thanks for understanding."
The girl nodded, her smile growing wider. "No problem. I'm Lyra, by the way."
Rowan's eyes met Lyra's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Rowan felt a shiver run down his spine, unsure what to make of Lyra's enigmatic smile.
And then, Lyra turned and disappeared into the darkness, leaving Rowan and Elwynn staring after her in confusion.
The silenced continued on for a few moments, until Elwynn yawned, her eyes drooping. "Rowan, it's late. We should get some sleep."
Rowan nodded, still feeling a bit wound up from their encounter with Lyra. "Yeah, you're right."
Elwynn smiled, nudging him towards the dorms. "Come on, I'll walk you back."
Rowan nodded, feeling a bit grateful for Elwynn's company. As they walked, the darkness seemed a bit less oppressive, and Rowan felt his eyelids growing heavy.
When they reached the dorms, Elwynn bid him goodnight, and Rowan stumbled into his room, feeling exhausted. He collapsed onto his bed, his mind still racing with thoughts of Lyra and the hidden room.
But as he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. That something was waiting for him, just out of sight...
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The next morning, Rowan woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. He rubbed his eyes, trying to shake off the lingering fogginess.
As he got dressed and headed to the Great Hall for breakfast, he couldn't help but think about Lyra and their encounter the night before. Who was she, really? And what was she hiding?
Rowan spotted Elwynn already seated at the Silvermist table and made his way over. As he sat down, Elwynn smiled and handed him a plate of food.
"Morning, sleepyhead," she said, teasingly. "I see you're finally awake."
Rowan rolled his eyes, laughing. "Hey, I'm not that sleepy."
As they ate, Rowan filled Elwynn in on his thoughts about Lyra. Elwynn listened intently, her expression thoughtful.
"I don't know what to make of her," Rowan admitted. "But I have a feeling she's connected to the hidden room somehow."
Elwynn nodded. "I think you might be right. But we need to be careful. If Lyra is involved, we don't know what she's capable of."
Rowan's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with possibilities. He was determined to uncover the truth about Lyra and the hidden room, no matter what it took.
As they finished breakfast, Rowan stood up, his eyes scanning the Great Hall. He spotted Lyra sitting at a nearby table, her eyes fixed intently on him.
Rowan felt a shiver run down his spine as Lyra's eyes locked onto his. He quickly looked away, trying to play it cool.
Elwynn noticed the exchange and raised an eyebrow. "Looks like someone's got your attention," she teased.
Rowan rolled his eyes, trying to brush it off. "Shut up, Elwynn."
But as they left the Great Hall, Rowan couldn't shake the feeling that Lyra was watching him. He glanced back, but she was gone.
Weeks passed, and Rowan's initial wariness of Lyra gave way to a dull sense of unease. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened, but he couldn't shake the feeling that Lyra was waiting for something - or someone.
Elwynn, on the other hand, seemed to have lost interest in the whole mystery. She was too busy with her studies and her new hobby, painting, to worry about Lyra's enigmatic behavior.
One evening, as Rowan was walking back to his dorm, he stumbled upon Lyra in the courtyard. She was sitting on a bench, staring up at the stars.
"What are you doing out here?" Rowan asked, his voice low.
Lyra turned to him, her eyes glinting in the moonlight. "Just enjoying the view," she said.
Rowan sat down beside her, feeling a sense of trepidation. "You're not very good at hiding, Lyra," he said, his eyes locked on hers.
Lyra's smile was enigmatic. "I'm not trying to hide," she said.
Suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the courtyard, followed by the sound of shouting. Rowan's head jerked up, his heart racing.
"What's going on?" Lyra asked, her voice tight.
Rowan stood up, his eyes scanning the courtyard. "I don't know, but I think we're about to find out."
As they rushed towards the source of the noise, Rowan's mind was racing with possibilities. What could have caused such a commotion?
They turned a corner and found themselves in front of the library. The doors were open, and books were scattered all over the floor.
Elwynn was standing in the middle of the room, her eyes wide with shock. "Rowan, I... I don't know what happened!" she exclaimed.
Rowan's instincts kicked in, and he rushed to her side. "What do you mean? Did you see anyone?"
Elwynn shook her head, her eyes darting around the room. "No, I was just studying, and then I heard a loud noise. When I turned around, the books were everywhere!"
Rowan's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with suspicions. Something didn't add up. Elwynn was usually so calm and composed... but now, she seemed almost... nervous?
Lyra appeared beside them, her eyes scanning the room. "This looks like more than just a simple accident," she said, her voice low.
Rowan's eyes met Lyra's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. Both were wondering what was going on, and who caused it all.
Rowan walked back to his dorm, lost in thought. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about Elwynn.
As he entered his room, he flopped onto his bed, staring at the ceiling. What was going on with Elwynn? And what did Lyra have to do with it?
Just then, there was a knock at the door. It was Lyra.
"Hey, Rowan," she said, her voice soft. "I saw you walking back to your dorm, and I thought I'd check in on you."
Rowan raised an eyebrow. "Check in on me?"
Lyra nodded. "Yeah. You seemed a bit... distracted."
Rowan sighed, rubbing his temples. "I'm just trying to figure some things out."
Lyra's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Like what?"
But before Rowan could answer, Elwynn burst into the room, her eyes wild.
"Guys, I need to talk to you about something," she said, her voice trembling.
Rowan's heart skipped a beat. What was going on?
"Elwynn, what's wrong?" Lyra asked, her voice soft.
But Elwynn just shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears.
"I'll tell you later," she whispered, before turning and running out of the room.
Rowan's eyes met Lyra's, and they both looked concerned.
"What just happened?" Rowan asked, feeling a sense of unease.
Lyra shook her head. "I don't know, but I think we should go after her."
Rowan nodded, and they both took off after Elwynn, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridors. They finally caught up to her in the courtyard, where she was sitting on a bench, her head in her hands.
"Elwynn, what's going on?" Rowan asked, sitting down beside her.
Elwynn lifted her head, her eyes red-rimmed from crying. "I don't know, Rowan. I just feel so... lost. Like something's inside me, eating away at me."
Lyra sat down on the other side of Elwynn, her eyes filled with concern. "What do you mean? What's going on?"
Elwynn shook her head, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know. I just feel like I'm losing myself. Like something's taking over."
Rowan's eyes met Lyra's, and they both looked worried. What was going on with Elwynn?
As they sat there, trying to comfort Elwynn, Rowan couldn't shake the feeling that something was very wrong.
And then, just as they were starting to calm Elwynn down, a loud crash echoed through the courtyard.
They turned to see a nearby statue lying on the ground, its pedestal shattered.
Professor Orion walked into the courtyard, a look of exasperation on his face. "What happened here?"
Rowan shook his head. "We don't know, Professor. It just happened."
Professor Orion sighed, shaking his head. "And this is why we don't get nice things."
He used his wand to vanish the mess and walked back inside.
Elwynn's eyes welled up with tears again, and she buried her face in her hands. Rowan and Lyra exchanged glances, unsure of what to do next.
And then, just as they were starting to relax, Elwynn's eyes snapped open. She sat up, her eyes blazing with an otherworldly intensity.
"Rowan," she whispered, her voice low and menacing. "I think it's time I showed you something."
Rowan's heart skipped a beat as Elwynn's eyes seemed to bore into his soul. He felt a shiver run down his spine as she stood up, her movements eerily fluid.
"Elwynn, what's going on?" Lyra asked, her voice trembling slightly.
Elwynn didn't respond. Instead, she turned and walked out of the dorm room, beckoning Rowan to follow her.
Rowan hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do. But something about Elwynn's intensity drew him in, and he found himself following her with Lyra behind him.
They walked through the darkened corridors, the only sound being the creaking of the old wooden floorboards. Rowan's heart was racing with anticipation, and he had no idea what Elwynn had planned.
As they turned a corner, Rowan caught sight of a familiar door. It was the same door he had stumbled upon weeks ago, the one that led to the hidden room.
Elwynn pushed the door open, revealing the same dimly lit room Rowan had discovered before. But this time, the atmosphere felt different. The air was thick with an eerie energy, and Rowan could sense that something was very wrong.
Elwynn turned to him, her eyes glinting with an otherworldly light. "Do you remember this place, Rowan?" she whispered.
Rowan nodded, his heart still racing with anticipation. "Yes, I remember. We found this room weeks ago."
Elwynn's smile was eerie. "I know that. And I know you've been wondering what it's for."
Rowan's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"
Elwynn's eyes seemed to gleam with an otherworldly intensity. "This room is special, Rowan. It's a place of power. And I've been using it to...to help me."
Rowan's mind was racing with questions. What kind of power? And what did Elwynn mean by "help her"?
But before he could ask any questions, Elwynn's expression changed. Her eyes seemed to cloud over, and her smile faltered.
"Elwynn, what's wrong?" Rowan asked, feeling a surge of concern.
But Elwynn didn't respond. Instead, she stumbled forward, her eyes fixed on something in front of her.
Rowan followed her gaze, and his heart skipped a beat. There, in the center of the room, was a large mirror. And Elwynn was walking straight towards it.
Rowan's instincts screamed at him to stop Elwynn, but his legs felt rooted to the spot. He watched in horror as Elwynn reached out a trembling hand and touched the mirror.
The mirror's surface rippled, like water disturbed by a stone. And then, Elwynn's reflection began to change. Her eyes turned dark, her skin pale. Her smile twisted into a malevolent grin.
Rowan's heart couldn't race any faster.
He tried to step forward, but his feet felt heavy. It was as if some unseen force was holding him back.
And then, Elwynn spoke. Her voice was low, husky. "I've been waiting for this," she whispered. "I've been waiting for so long."
Rowan's blood ran cold. What had Elwynn been waiting for? And what was happening to her?
Just as Elwynn's reflection was about to step out of the mirror, a loud crash echoed through the room. The door burst open, and a group of professors and wizards clad in black robes stormed in.
Then professor Oakwood, a tall, imposing figure with a stern expression, stepped forward. "Elwynn, stop this! You're not in control!"
Elwynn's eyes flashed with anger. "I'm more in control than you'll ever be, Professor," she spat.
The professor drew his wand, his eyes blazing with determination. "Kaelos bind!" he shouted, casting a spell that sent a wave of energy crashing towards Elwynn.
But Elwynn was too powerful. She deflected the spell with a flick of her wrist and sent the professor stumbling backward.
Rowan watched in horror as the battle raged on. The Shadowguards, a group of wizards trained to combat dark magic, were fighting to subdue Elwynn, but she was putting up a fierce resistance.
Lyra grabbed Rowan's arm, her eyes wide with fear. "We need to get out of here," she whispered. "This is too dangerous."
But Rowan hesitated. He couldn't just leave Elwynn like this. He had to do something to help her.
As he watched, Elwynn cast a spell that sent the Shadowguards flying. "Nyxor's wrath!" she shouted, her voice dripping with malice.
The room shook with the force of her magic, and Rowan stumbled backward. He landed hard on the floor, his head spinning.
When he looked up, he saw Elwynn standing over him, her eyes blazing with dark energy. "Rowan," she whispered, her voice dripping with malice. "It's time you joined me."
Rowan scrambled to his feet, his heart racing with fear. Elwynn's eyes seemed to be burning with an inner fire, and her magic was growing stronger by the second.
The Shadowguards were trying to attack her, but Elwynn was deflecting their spells with ease. She was too powerful, and Rowan knew that they needed to come up with a new plan if they were going to defeat her.
That's when he remembered the mirror. Elwynn had been using it to amplify her magic, but what if they could use it against her?
Rowan turned to Lyra, who was watching the battle with a look of horror on her face. "Lyra, I need you to distract Elwynn," he whispered. "Can you do that for me?"
Lyra nodded, her eyes flashing with determination. "I'll try," she said.
Rowan nodded, and then he turned to the Shadowguards. "I need you to create a diversion!" he shouted.
The Shadowguards nodded, and then they launched a barrage of spells at Elwynn. She deflected them easily, but it gave Rowan the opportunity he needed.
He crept up behind Elwynn, his heart pounding in his chest. He could feel the magic emanating from the mirror, and he knew that he had to be careful.
With a deep breath, Rowan reached out and touched the mirror. The magic surged through him, and he felt himself being drawn into the glass.
Elwynn spun around, her eyes blazing with anger. "Rowan, what are you doing?" she shouted.
But Rowan just smiled. He could feel the magic building up inside him, and he knew that he had the upper hand.
With a flick of his wrist, Rowan sent the magic surging back at Elwynn. But this time, it wasn't just his own magic. It was the magic of the mirror, amplified by Elwynn's own spells.
The result was devastating. Elwynn was engulfed in a blast of magic that sent her flying across the room. She crashed into the wall, and then she slumped to the floor, unconscious.
The Shadowguards cheered, and Lyra ran over to Rowan, her eyes shining with tears. "Rowan, you did it," she whispered. "You saved us."
Rowan smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. It was over. Elwynn was defeated, and the school was safe.
But as he looked over at Elwynn's unconscious form, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She had been his friend, once. And now, she was... something else.
The aftermath of the battle was chaotic. The Shadowguards took Elwynn into custody, and the professors worked to repair the damage to the school.
Rowan was left to process everything that had happened. He couldn't believe that Elwynn, his friend, had been behind the dark magic.
As he walked through the school, he saw the professors and students talking in hushed tones about Elwynn's fate. Some were calling for her to be executed, while others were advocating for mercy.
Rowan didn't know what to think. He wanted Elwynn to be punished for what she had done, but a part of him still felt sorry for her.
The headmaster called a meeting with the professors and the Shadowguards to discuss Elwynn's fate. Rowan was invited to attend, and he listened as the adults debated what to do with Elwynn.
Finally, the headmaster made a decision. "Elwynn will be taken to the Abyssal Keep," he announced.
Rowan had heard of the Abyssal Keep. It was a notorious prison where the walls were said to be infused with a magical energy that drained the hope and happiness from those who were imprisoned there.
The guards who worked at the Abyssal Keep were known as the "Soulwardens," and they were feared throughout the magical community for their ruthlessness.
Rowan felt a sense of relief wash over him. Elwynn would be punished for her crimes, and the school would be safe.
But as he looked at Elwynn, who was being led away in chains, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. She had been his friend, once. And now, she was gone.
Months had passed since the incident with Elwynn. Rowan had thought that the experience would leave a lasting scar, but instead, it had brought him closer to his fellow students.
Lyra, in particular, had become a close friend. They had bonded over their shared experiences, and their friendship had grown stronger with each passing day.
Rowan's life at the Academy had become more vibrant and colorful. He had found a sense of belonging among his small group of friends, which included Lyra, a quiet but talented student named Kael, and a mischievous prankster named Zephyr.
Together, they explored the secrets of the Academy, studied for their exams, and supported each other through thick and thin.
Rowan still had his moments of introspection, when he would wonder what had driven someone he had considered a friend to such darkness. But those moments were becoming fewer and farther between.
As he walked through the Academy's corridors, surrounded by the familiar sights and sounds, Rowan felt a sense of peace settle over him. He knew that he still had a lot to learn, but he was ready for whatever challenges lay ahead.
With a smile on his face, Rowan joined his friends in the courtyard, where they were laughing and joking together. It was a new beginning, and Rowan was excited to see what the future held.
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[A/N]: The "Abyssal Keep" and "Soulwardens" may or may not have been inspired by Azkaban and it's Dementors from Harry Potter... Hehe
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