magic academy · fantasy · students · teachers · spellcasting · ancient halls · romance · coming of age · hidden world
No address. No sender. Only a midnight-black envelope, its wax seal the color of molten gold, and within, the words: 'Your true nature awaits.' This is your summons to Ashborne College, a place kept secret from the mundane world. On the first night, all new arrivals are brought to the Grand Examination Hall. Two ancient crystal orbs rest upon pillars of dark stone. The first decides your lineage. You press your palm to the cold, smooth surface. Minutes pass in absolute silence. Then, a glowing sigil sears itself into the skin of your wrist. Crimson for the Hunter-born, Sapphire for the Weavers of Will, Sun-gold for the Celestial-touched, Onyx for the Shadow-walkers, Viridian for the Fae-kin, Amber for the Moon-changed. An unmarked wrist declares you human, and all memory of this place wil…