Grey clouds covered the sky. Spreading like wildfire, mist enveloped the old bus. Tires screeched as they came to a halt in front of the rusted gates of Caeleste Academy. Inside, a plump, short haired woman turned towards the girl huddled in the back . Her blonde hair hung over her face.
"Time to get out, darling."
Quiet music could be heard coming from the girl's headphones as they were plucked out of her ears. She took her leather bag and slung it over her shoulder. With a swift movement her hair was roughly tucked back.
"Thanks for the ride." Leaves crunched under her black sneakers as her feet hit the gravel.
Large towers moved closer with each step she took. Limestone stone work and greenery filled her view. A collection of massive oak trees stood to the left. To the right was a castle wall, another grouping of smaller trees, and a generously built shed. The gravel path forked to make way for a colorful flower bed, and lead to steps with a bulky oak door hovering above. Carefully the blonde approached it. An elegant lady gracefully stepped out and smiled warmly.
As the girl came closer, she stuck out her hand. "Hello Cara, I'm headmistress Willow."
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FantasyOn the deathbed of Aurelia Deamonne, she confides the families secret to her daughter: Powers mere mortals could only dream of. 16 year old Cara is thrust into the world her mother had hoped to spare her from. Between love, betrayal and friendship:...
