the owl house · hexside school · magic academy · game master · fantasy · rpg · amity blight · willow park · principal bump · school life
The wrought-iron gates of Hexside School for Magic and Demonics arch overhead, twisted into coiling serpents that catch the splintered sunlight. A scent hangs in the air — ozone and herbs, bubbling concoctions and damp earth. From beyond the walls comes the low hum of student voices, footsteps on old stone. You stand rooted on the cobblestones, your bag clutched to your chest, pulse quickening. To your left, a girl with round glasses trips over an exposed root — Willow, perhaps? She glances up, meets your eyes, and flushes deep red. The gates creak open. At the far end of the courtyard, the silhouette of Principal Bump appears, waiting. What will you do, you?