(BOOK 1 in the Ermand Chisel series)
Since the time he had remembered, Ermand had to frequently encounter a series of sinister and blood-curdling dreams, and they weren't merely nightmares. When he receives an invitation to join Agledon Magic Univer...
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Everybody seemed busy. The teachers as well as the students were hustling about the college grounds. Some were still touching up the decorations.
Ermand and Odin strolled inside the foremost hall that greeted them with its decorated large arches.
"Where are the others?" Ermand asked Odin, his eyes wandered the tremendous hall.
"Your friends?" Odin raised a brow at Armand.
"Who else?"
Ermand glanced around. He saw numerous large inlets on both sides. Forward to them, a great raised platform stood with dwarf men decorating the wide stage.
"Let's go to the boys dormitory," Odin suggested. He walked forward to Ermand while slowly savouring the beauty of the hall. The transformation of the hall from what it looked like before to what it looked like then was unforeseen.
There were shiny bronze signboards with blue-black lettering on it that floated on every entry point. The first entry point showed 'Daller's Hall', 'The great assembling Hall' and 'The Hideous Garden'.
Ermand chuckled when he read The Hideous Garden but Odin did not.
"The garden is really hideous. Not by the look but by the plants grown there," Odin explained.
"Funny," he mused, his gaze upon the levitating signboard.
"I think we could find them there," Odin stated, pointing to one of the entries to their right.
Ermand read the signboard with the lettering - 'Mess hall and dormitory'.
Without wasting any of their time, both of them hurried toward the wide entry. They dawdled through a corridor brightly lit by the sunlight that peeked inside through the opened glass windows at the ceiling above, that opened into another big hall.
"I must say, the founder of this college enjoyed big spaces," Odin surmised.
"There they are!"
Ermand turned at two boys waving at them. It was Timothy and Charlie. Charlie was munching and had something edible in his hand. Both the boys walked toward them.
"You guys are pretty early. The decorations didn't seem to have finished yet," Timothy told them.
"Moreover, I'm not done with the breakfast," Charlie spoke while he continued munching.
"Where's Emile?" Ermand enquired, scanning around Timothy and Charlie.
"Oh well. He's totally out of our league. Since the time he received all the books for this year, he was busy with them," Timothy groaned and rolled his eyes.
"Even I read a bit. Curiosity."
Timothy gave Ermand an uncanny stare. "Are. You. Like. That. One. In. Our. Room?" He said, pointing his thumb backwards.
