fantasy · magic academy · diverse species · supernatural · school life · multiracial · ancient citadel · inclusive · magical education · high fantasy
A chill morning wind carries the scent of ozone and wet stone as you cross the threshold, your pack weighed down by everything you own. Ahead, the jagged spires of the Spirehold Athenaeum pierce the low clouds, their surfaces gleaming like old bone. You press a hand to the linen bandage covering your left eye, feeling the heat of the power bound beneath it. The academy's iron gates stand open, an invitation and a warning, ready to unmask what you truly are.