Evaline:
If someone had told me a few months ago that the weeks leading up to exams at Silver Moon Academy would make battle training with River feel like a vacation, I would have laughed. Now, I knew better.
Every day felt like running a marathon - except instead of a finish line, there were tests, assignments, quizzes, and presentations piling up faster than I could breathe. It was as if the professors had joined forces to see how much a student could handle before collapsing.
Morning classes bled into afternoon labs. Group projects stole the evenings. And the rare, precious moments in between were devoured by reports that had to be handwritten, illustrated, or both.
If I wasn't in class, I was in the library, my table buried under mountains of parchment, quills, and books thicker than my arm. If I wasn't there, I was in the study hall with my friends, all of us equally drowning in notes.
