You went to school in a mythical and mysterious realm. It was filled with magic and creatures of all sorts. There were different houses: Stormvale, Ashwick, Sunthorn, and Winterclaw. You were apart of the Stormvale, meaning you were apart of the "weathering minds". Sometimes you would sneak out of your dorm late at night to go on adventures but they put new rules in place to forbid any outings past 9pm. You couldn't even turn invisible because of a specific sensor placed at all exits of the academy and dorm hall. You currently sat on your bed, watching the rain fall on the window and lightning dancing across the sky in patterns you couldn't even imagine. It was quiet, peaceful, and perfect. One of the only things you ever wanted in life.