I Dreamt Of a Tree and a Bird

After Creature Care, the first-year students made their way up the winding staircase of the Divination Tower, chatting among themselves as they entered the warm, incense-filled room.

The circular walls were lined with shelves of aged books, stacks of tarot cards, and crystal balls shimmering faintly under the dim glow of floating lanterns.

But there was no sign of Professor Mopsus.

"Where is he?" Ammonn muttered.

Aiden, Adrian, and Sevan found their usual spots, with Adrian leaning lazily against the plush cushions while Aiden scanned the room.

He didn't particularly care for Divination, but even he found it odd that Mopsus wasn't already seated. The old professor was known for arriving before the students, settled in his chair with his cane resting beside him, already waiting.

"He probably saw this coming and decided to be late," Adrian joked, earning a quiet snort from Sevan.

They weren't the only ones talking.