Unfortunately My Academy

Unfortunately My Academy

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S D MacDonald By DHShadow09 Updated Aug 03

I do not speak, although I know I can. When I do, I speak in Gaelic, a forgotten language, unless I am forced to speak English. I am an Ancient One, although I don't fully understand what that means, I focus my powers on keeping balance between worlds. You can call me Enchantress Shadowry, or Enchantress for short. I attend an Academy in Denver, Colorado where my peers used to call me a witch until I made them forget me. But at a cost. Now, two years later, I am the mute new student after an administrative error; advancing me a level.

With all this unnecessary attention, I am finding at every turn a triangular, even quadrilateral relationship dynamic following me. As if being a third wheel is bad, I have no interest in turning it into a polygon. I am determined to keep my vow but there are players in the game of life who don't get how serious I am about maintaining my distance and yet I feel drawn in.

There are secrets none of us are willing to share, but what price are they willing to pay to get what they want? As we enter Junior Year at the Academy, only I know for sure the consequences of letting go, and none of them look like they are leaving unscathed.

  • academy
  • dragons
  • drama
  • fantasy
  • mythical
  • romance
  • school
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