h4. *=Two Days Ago=*
Almott flung the doors to his closet wide open. "Where the CRUMBLING BARRICADE are my graduation gifts!?"
h4. *=Three Weeks Ago=*
The figure under the bed sheets shuffled tiredly. Sun filtered in …
Headmaster Gerrone sputtered into his teacup, drops of dark, fragrant brew spilling over onto the lap of his academy robes.
The lanky young student sitting on the otherside of the chessboard looked on with an expression of concern at …