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"Oh," Nyomi mumbled, confused and dumbfounded by the sheer size and expanse of Zypha Academy. So much to do, so many interesting things to look at and touch. To her left were the training grounds, out of the corner of her eyes she could see some students practicing some levitation and propulsion magic. To her right was a large patch of grass where students were standing and chatting to their buddies and plopping down for a sit on the green. "How fun," she said to herself quietly. "So this is what a school's like, eh? I can't wait... but I'm so nervous." She reached over and rubbed her right arm, as she looked around slightly embarrassed. Oops, she might seem a little weird talking to herself in public.

A steady flow of students were making their way into the school's main building, a large grand structure that contributed greatly to Nyomi's previous awestruck state. She sneaked into a small group that was making its way up the stairs and through the large double doors. The long hallway in front of her lead straight to the Galia Hall, which is where Nyomi was directed to go upon arrival. The little huddle she had buried herself into made a sharp right, leaving her standing in the middle of the school entrance foyer. Um... She started walking slowly down the hallway, her shoes softly padding against the marble floors. Her eyes darted all about her, taking in the decorations and scenery. Golds, silvers, cremes, and reds. Many magnificent colors flooded her mind and tickled her pallet. It was a sensory overload, something she was unused to. When she reached the end of the main hall, she could see Galia Hall through the open doors before her. She scanned the room, as she squeezed close to the door frame and out of sight. Discrete, meek, and silent. There was nobody there yet. She frowned. It would feel strange to be the first one to arrive... maybe I should just wait. She thought to herself. With a little sigh, the tiny, blonde, elven girl hunkered to the floor, her knees bent and placed to her side for manners and because she was wearing a dress. She leaned against the wall and waited for a few more students to make their appearance.