The sun ha not even peaked from behind the mountains that surround the valley. But yet you have to get up. It's a struggle. But school is school. And you dont want to be late.
You make it to the large building. The gates open.
Infront of you is an ancient, colossal building. The architecture from different ages. Different colors. All rolled into one, very old, very impressive school. All around you, young and older dragons of every color are walking and milling about. Some waiting for the first bell. Some already heading in. As you stare at all this....
"Boooo!" came a familiar voice, right behind you. Your friend Nox. She's a black dragon. Well. Black by species. Not by color yet. Still being young, she looks more like a green dragon
"Stop gawking! Class starts soon! Professor Galax wont be happy if Im late. AGAIN. So lets get a move on! Besides. Today we get to try practical magic!" her eyes were showing a lot more excitement than her mouth or body. But it was expected. She had a knack for magic.
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