"Today we're going to be learning the sigils for higher-level charms, these are more practical than more common charms. They can be used for repair, cleaning, even minor illusions…"
Dulce listened intently to Miss Moira's enthusiastic teaching. He had visited a shop a handful of times now over the past weeks and had made surprising progress even though he came for classes roughly once a week.
At the rate he was learning to read and write sigils, he had begun to get hopeful that he would make it in time for the spring enrollment.
They were seated in the living area of Moira's shop, next to the fireplace with purple flames, the strange light reflecting off their studious faces.
It was already the end of autumn, it grew colder and colder by the day, the last of the leaves falling off trees. Soon, the first snow would fall to herald the start of winter.
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