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Sibyl Vane By lifeless_soul Completed

Prologue

Heavy torrential down pour was soaking my cloak, making my hair mat against my forehead uncomfortably. Rain is like a symbol for a possible tragedy, how true is that...

My heart was was aching in grief as I walked on for miles without stopping. I was unaware of my surroundings, but I didn't care. I just need some alone time, away from the place I call home--It won't be like home anymore if she's not around--I just wanted to be away from my father. I know it makes me selfish to just leave my grieving father alone, but two grieving people shouldn't be together they only make each other depressed.

As I was lost in thoughts I suddenly realized that I was walking past my old school. Memories of learning how to use magic swirled inside my mind, etching a shadow of a smile upon my lips.

A very lean figure was running towards the iron gates. She--It looked like a she--was wearing a white cloak, completely failing in hiding her wings. Must be a newbee. I admired her swiftly jumping...