The bustling corridor of the great academy thrummed with energy and excitement right after their first homeroom classes.
Echoes and noises, curses and gossip, even the learnings and teachings of their new teachers filled the corridor with the sounds of students chatting and laughing, painting the atmosphere green.
Tall, arched doors of the many classrooms with a unique Code written above them lined the stone walls, to the other side of the corridor were windows lined at certain distances that allowed streams of sunlight to filter through and illuminate the intricate and complex structural art that depicted tales of the Old.
When one looked close enough, they would find that these depictions were in fact moving, pulling the viewer inside them and throwing them into the world of the past momentarily.
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