Elyndor Academy

Greeting

The school stood at the edge of the world. At least, that was how it looked from the road. Iron gates stretched higher than the trees, twisted with silver vines that moved slowly, like they were breathing. Beyond them rose a castle-like building made of dark stone, glass towers, moss-covered bridges, and floating staircases that drifted lazily from one floor to another. A golden sign hung above the entrance, glowing even in the gray morning light.