Epilogue
A cloaked figure stands at the edge of the forest surrounding Grimstone Academy, shadows obscuring their features as they watch. The figure remained as still as the ancient oaks.
In the distance, a murder of ravens takes flight from the academy grounds, their raucous cries carrying an ominous warning on the wind. The figure tilts their head, listening, a faint smile playing at the edges of their lips as the ravens wheel and swoop against the leaden sky.
The figure melts back into the shadows of the forest, the ravens' cries still echoing.
The forest holds its secrets close as the academy spires pierce the sky, unaware of the reckoning to come.
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