Post by Valerhea on Jul 26, 2009 20:42:32 GMT -5
There were trees deep and dark about the castle with four strong turrets and sweeping grounds of forest that one could easily be lost in should they stray from the marked path.
The walls were right. The woman had been sent by her brother, told that it was imperative that a place be found. A haven for people like them - for those who had gifts that would manifest - that could change the world. She'd chosen it because it had been the home of great warriors, those who had sought to protect Scotland from tyranny and evil. What better a place for students in the same arts; defending and learning and growing to encompass not only Scotland but the wide world around them.
The woman's laugh was bright and clear and chilling as it echoed through the halls. The castle was once home to lairds, rulers of lands, and some second only to the king himself. Now it was to be a school. That’s what she told it - that it would be the home of students and teachers. And that magic would see its halls again. Real magic like it had not seen in ages. More than seven hundred years to be precise.
The woman with white hair chose it, her garnet eyes bright and dark all at once. She smiled with her pointed teeth and waved a slender tan hand. The plaque that once said 'Heather Watch' was made into 'Haven Spires'. The woman with white hair laughed once more and smiled. Her long fingers caressed the stone with a gentleness she should not bear, being what she is. Her voice raised in a soft song, bringing the stones to life once more, and clearing the air of the decrepit dust that lingered far too long.
'Now shall they come. now shall they learn' she said softly before leaving to write her brother, to tell him she had found home and school for the next generation of the guardians.
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Founded by Hugo Celestia, the Haven school is a safe place for children with special powers or abilities to learn how to control them under teachers handpicked by Mr. Celestia himself. Located in a remote area of Scotland, the school has many tricks and surprises in store for anyone who wishes to learn.
z3.invisionfree.com/HavenSpires/index.php
The walls were right. The woman had been sent by her brother, told that it was imperative that a place be found. A haven for people like them - for those who had gifts that would manifest - that could change the world. She'd chosen it because it had been the home of great warriors, those who had sought to protect Scotland from tyranny and evil. What better a place for students in the same arts; defending and learning and growing to encompass not only Scotland but the wide world around them.
The woman's laugh was bright and clear and chilling as it echoed through the halls. The castle was once home to lairds, rulers of lands, and some second only to the king himself. Now it was to be a school. That’s what she told it - that it would be the home of students and teachers. And that magic would see its halls again. Real magic like it had not seen in ages. More than seven hundred years to be precise.
The woman with white hair chose it, her garnet eyes bright and dark all at once. She smiled with her pointed teeth and waved a slender tan hand. The plaque that once said 'Heather Watch' was made into 'Haven Spires'. The woman with white hair laughed once more and smiled. Her long fingers caressed the stone with a gentleness she should not bear, being what she is. Her voice raised in a soft song, bringing the stones to life once more, and clearing the air of the decrepit dust that lingered far too long.
'Now shall they come. now shall they learn' she said softly before leaving to write her brother, to tell him she had found home and school for the next generation of the guardians.
~~~
Founded by Hugo Celestia, the Haven school is a safe place for children with special powers or abilities to learn how to control them under teachers handpicked by Mr. Celestia himself. Located in a remote area of Scotland, the school has many tricks and surprises in store for anyone who wishes to learn.
z3.invisionfree.com/HavenSpires/index.php