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They left the classroom with the silence still clinging to them, Amadeo's words settling into Aksel's bones as cold does when you stop moving.
He needed to walk. His legs to carry something.
"Um… E-eh. I-I'm… sorry."
Elowin.
The girl with the white hair. She was standing right by the door...
"As you've just seen," the teacher said, "even those without a name or any inherited talent can earn something here. What Mr. Varian just performed is considered the most basic form of casting: spellwork executed through an aiding focus. But even that is enough to permanently earn anyone the...
Selenne froze.
Aksel could see it, the way she gripped the edge of her seat and refused to leave, as if the cushion had grown teeth and sunk them into her.
"Now? Right now?!" She looked down at herself, pulling at the frayed edges of her dress. "We haven't changed… or bathed, or eaten! You...
Aksel wasn't sure when he'd fallen asleep, or how long it'd been.
He'd tried to reach for the shutters once, just before drifting off, but the conductor's voice had come from the front, asking him not to disturb the carriage's momentum.
But now his mind surfaced, heavy and painfully bored, and...
The interior of the carriage was unlike anything either of them had ever touched.
The seats were cushioned, properly cushioned, not stuffed-rag-over-a-plank cushioned but the kind of soft that made you wonder which animal had been killed and then harvested for it to be possible. The floor, too...
The orphanage burned as if it had been built for that.
Aksel was running before he understood why, his legs cutting the air faster than his mind could follow. He caught something sharp and chemical beneath the rain, something that did not belong to a night of bonfires and celebration. Selenne...
The rain had dwindled, which was a relief. Without a case to pack, bedsheets had made for bags.
They ran down the street as if someone was chasing them, which was both probably not true and the only proper way in which they could process the situation. Selenne laughed first, jumping over a...
It is said that everything, eventually, must meet itself at the point where it started.
So Aksel stood in front of a closed window, head turning too often, convincing himself he was invisible.
The rain helped. The drops came down hard and cold, punishing the orphanage's thin roof like a...
Chapter 1: Rain And Gold
It all began with her death.
Water came down through the night in a light drizzle, slowly kneading the streets outside into mud. Aksel stood in the orphanage's kitchen, right against the window, knowing everyone else would be too busy with dinner to pay any attention...