Angelina, Gordon, and Simon grew up in a town gone mad, in a world bent on Stalking and killing all wizards, young and old.
Born magical, the fifteen, eleven, and eighteen year olds escaped Iroquois Falls with the help of a strong wizard, StarBen, and they started their journey north to a wizard school where they can train and live free, magical lives.
After a long and trying trek, they’ve finally arrived. They’re learning magic and living what many would consider an Idealic life, but Angelina can’t relax.
There’s something very wrong with the peace they’re living. Will she survive the struggle to put things right when even she’s wondering if they really have it so bad?
The teacher swivelled her hand around, and the black boards flipped around without turning. The bottoms merely lifted, and the tops turned back at the same time. They rolled around remaining in the same stationary place revealing a perfectly blank and brushed clear black board surface on each of the three boards.
“For tomorrow,” the teacher instructed, “Master Zekeen should be back. You will be discussing our current history of the Magical Age that followed the New Rise with the following points.
“The finding of the sanctuaries of old; the magical reinforcing of those same sanctuaries; the building of our social order that survives today; the Founding of the First Council of 5.” She paused to let the chalks catch up. They were each copying what she’d said in their section along with five or six paragraphs she hadn’t.
Angelina glanced at the light blue crystal resting on its black velvet bag on the right corner of her desktop. It was shimmering with the updated list of work to have done for tomorrow as the teacher spoke. Angelina didn’t get why the chalk was necessary. The black boards were getting filled every day, but the text had the same information, and the crystals took in their to-do lists. Why the duplication?
School made no sense so often.
