“I’M DEFINITELY SURE that things are much better now than they were back then. Truth be told, simply being here for a spell feels as if I’ve come back home.”
The serenity of a senior sister cloaks the rumored, elusive Grand, almost as if her reputation was simply just that; words wafting in the wind upon escaping the mouths of mages. Her words rang true in terms of a time-to-time basis, having been invited to give half-hearted advice about magecraft to the neophytes as she took up a semi-temporary, semi-permanent residence in the Tower of the Moon. She smiled over at the young student who took the time to speak to her, chuckling as she tapped her own cheek with a gloved finger.
“What, were you expecting stories from back then, Miss Belrose?”
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