After an awkward round of homework-doing for a hopefully-not-maleficing gang of upperclassman, Alexius decides to do his level best to memorize the library layout. He's heard the books are more inclined to stay put if you know exactly what is next to what. And there's not going to be a safer time than the start of the year for venturing into the stacks.
Alexius meets the Dark One
tempestuous_as_the_sea
"Good luck establishing boundaries on what kinda Hindi."
know_thyself
"Thanks!" Alexius waves goodbye and beelines for his room. To the extent one can beeline in the Scholomance. He plops onto his bed, bouncing a little, and starts with the Simple Gifts song, just to be sure he's doing it right.
The Spell...works exactly as described.
He hadn't known, not really, how much the stress of the Scholomance was already affecting him, weighing on him, bending his thoughts with growing misery, burden piled upon burden and fear upon fear, until it suddenly wasn't.
It is almost worth it to have come here, just to have learned this spell.
Caught between tears and laughter, Alexius eventually succumbs to both.
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