Roslyn looked at the tower once more. It was tan, with aging stone blocks and dark, forest green vines creeping up from the sides. The top was arched up in an awkward position, curving up then looping down. There were windows, yet they weren't much of a help. The windows were barricaded with gray concrete for some unknown reason. Roslyn felt scared and intimidated. The tower seemed dangerous, much like the ones in Dragonspyre she had seen in her textbooks.
"Could Professor Ambrose be conspiring my deathbed? This certainly doesn't look like a simple mission." Roslyn said quietly to herself. She had no one to talk to, not even her own pet! Plus, didn't the headmaster know it was her birthday? Couldn't she atleast get a day off, maybe play some mini-games or go back home? She had been working her butt off in Marleybone finishing up the arrest of Meowarity before realizing that it was her birthday. How could Ambrose be so inconsiderate!? Shakily, Roslyn opened the enormous stone gate and gulped as she peered inside.
The room was nearly plain, except for some few decorations such as a floating ghost and a frozen statue of a black Colossus. The floor was tan with a gold border and the walls were a beige color in a formation of a brick. In the middle was a green table filled with scrolls and a magic orb. At the back of the room lay a looming Obsidian Chest, along with a glowing yellow egg and an empty brown bucket. There was something else though...
"Happy Birthday, Roslyn!" numerous voices sang, scaring the wits out of the poor, young necromancer. She shrieked and covered her head, assuming a futile position. Nervously, she opened one eye and sighed with relief, discovering the crowd to be a sea of familiar faces.
"W-What a...
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...make myself clear?" Cyrus asked her with a cold stare. Roslyn meekly nodded her head. Once out of hearing distance, her neighbor turned to her.
"Wow, you got off easy! What did you do?" The fellow wizard asked, whispering quietly. Roslyn thought about it before smiling.
"I let him take the first bite of the cake!" Roslyn giggled a little. The fellow wizard bumped his head on the desk from amazement. Other students began to crowd around her, all flabbergasted.
"A-Are you serious!?" They exclaimed, nearly forgetting a dangerous, cruel teacher was lurking about. Roslyn looked around before putting on a serious face.
"I'm dead serious." Roslyn smiled, turning back to her work. The other wizards were soon admitted to the hospital from a mild case of a heart attack.
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Bad or good?
Alice Jones looked at the silver trophy on her way into the Prom and felt angry. She didn't even want to come tonight but her friends made her and she regretted it already.
Upon entering the room, I noticed a long white lattice fence in the middle of the room. It was a partition d...
Looking around the abandoned cottage, I spotted a lantern next to the door hanging on a hook. I took out my lighter and lit it up, grabbing it off the hook. I held it in front of me at a distance so I could the rest of the room. It was a ugly green colored room, the wallpaper was peeling off the wall; most of it had already come off. The furniture covered in plastic.
“Well, perhaps we should take it to the local witch doctor, after all weird items such as that are not my profession,” Zaveri announced….
All the shiny items to the back of the room caught my eye instantly because they appeared to look rich and prestigious. On the right of the big main entrance door in front, there was a silver tree, and on the opposite side of the room on the left side of the door, there was a gold tree. Money hangs on the tree, and I thought that was an interesting feature to have. As I looked around the room, I noticed the red carpet below me, and everyone was sitting on small rectangular pillows. The main speaker told me that pillows were located in the big container next to me, so I grabbed one and sat down. The...
“Slow your horses Summers,” he chuckled as Aliana turned a bright shade of red. “We don’t want to hurt ourselves now do we,” he smirked.
Estelil glanced up from her book at Marak, surprised by his kind offer. “I...that's...” pausing with hesitation as she lowered her head. She found herself interested in learning more about magic yet felt guilty for having told a little white
“You should not be scared,” Nikki said comfortably, “just be yourself, and hopefully by the end of the night, the spell will be broken. If you know what I mean.”
“Yeah she probably came to the window because she heard us talking about our plan.” Rylee said.
Once he’d realized he had had her absolute attention, he smiled… almost deviously it seemed. “So um, just so you know, we don’t like y...
“Oh, um, sorry for creeping you out. It was unintentional. It’s just that I wanted to ask you something...”
“Why did you skip your class? That’s all I need to know. This is your last warning. Next time is a week of detention,” she warned.
“If you’re here to tell me that I’m don’t belong here, I’ve already been told” said Myra, pinching her forehead