Deep in the Mountains lays a magnificent castle of glass, sparkling in a beautiful light as it is hit by the sun. Inside, you can vaguely see beautiful portraits, easels, paint, and basically anything you can find in an Art Studio. This castle is Myrefall, a school of magic for Wizards and Witches.

Now Myrefall isn’t your typical school of magic where you take classes to learn how to wave your wand and say funny incantations.

Instead of Wands, The Students of Myrefall use… Paintbrushes.

Instead of learning spells or potions, they learn the Magic of Art.

Now I’m not talking about regular art….

Magical Art. Anything they paint or draw or sketch or even write, comes alive….
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Dear Diary,
My Name is Iris. I’m a student at Myrefall, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Before I came, I thought I was going to Hogwarts like my siblings, but when I learned that there was a secret Magic Art School in the Mountains?! SIGN ME UP!

Turns out Myrefall isn’t all about painting and art.. It’s MUCH better!!!

Firstly, we got to ride there on PEGASI!! If that doesn’t already tell you that the school is AWESOME, I’ll say it again!

Much like Hogwarts, we have houses..ish, except they aren’t called that. There is a “House” for each of the Primary Colors.

When It was my turn, I got sorted into Blue! supposedly some traits that they have are, “Intelligent, Resourceful, Kind”.
After getting sorted, the Headmaster gave us this LOONGGGG speech. I tuned out most of it, but I caught the Important stuff… hopefully.

Classes
- Art
(the equivalent of Transfiguration/Charms here)

-Paint Mixing
(Basically Potions, just less icky)

-Pegasi Riding
(It’s Like QUIDDITCH ON HORSES!!!)

-Writing and Composition
(I might fall asleep… but it is magic so…)

-History of Magic
(Boring…. I suppose all magic schools have this)

-Music (Theory)
(Apparently we can create things by composing Music!)

Rules
-No Pegasi Riding past Six
-No creating things without supervision, unless given permission





This Stuff BLOWS my mind!
I realized at that moment…

Myrefall isn’t just a land of Colors and Pegasi, there are some Dark Wizards out there who are super powerful with this magic.

They could create anything they want with the right kind of magic and power….

I fell asleep in my new dorm room thinking about all this…
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Dear Diary,

The First Class of the Day is History of Magic…

The teacher is this Witch named Lilan Avi, we’re supposed to call her Ms. Avi. She seems like a pretty nice teacher, and the class isn’t THAT boring…. (THAT LAST PART WAS SARCASTIC)

She droned on and on about The Three Founders of Myrefall, and I took a few notes and fell asleep… Here, I’ll tape my very limited notes onto the page,

Founders of Myrefall- Eliana, Yvette, Avienh

Eliana: The Founder for “Blue”, specializes in painting
Yvette: The founder for “Yellow”, specializes in Music
Avienh: The Founder for “Red”, specializes in writing

I basically fell asleep after that.. Apparently we have to do some research for homework.. I might stop by the Library Later…
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Dear Diary,

I did go to the Library for research yesterday. (Surprise isn’t it?)

Anyway, I found this book on the History of Myrefall. It was MUCH more interesting than Ms. Avi’s Speech!

So, apparently the WHOLE school was built by magic! Every brick! (that expression backfired on me.. The castle is made of glass…)

Anyway, Eliana painted a picture of the castle, so she basically designed how it looked, and Yvette…. I don’t know how you build a castle with music but she did it somehow.. I guess she sort of gave it a feeling? Like a vibe? (that makes ABSOLUTE no sense)
Avienh, (I CAN”T PRONOUNCE THIS), she probably wrote a description of the castle, to help Eliana draw it. And together, they built the castle! Yippee!

The thing was, this page was ripped out of the book. From what was left of the mostly ripped page, it almost looked like there could have been a fourth founder… interesting, I’ll definitely ask Ms. Avi about it in the next class.

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Dear Diary,

I”M CONVINCED! There’s definitely a fourth founder! Ms. Avi’s expression was… odd. When I asked her about it, she said, “A- a fourth founder? Surely dear, you must be mistaken!” But she avoided my gaze the whole time, and she hurriedly walked out the classroom as soon as she packed up her stuff.

I’m thinking maybe the fourth founder did something.. Bad, and people are trying to forget about them.
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Dear Diary,

I asked around, and nobody seemed to know what I was talking about. ONLY the adults! (who wouldn’t say it outright, but still) This proves my theory!

Finally, after asking what was probably the millionth teacher, she said, "What's your name child?”

“Iris. Iris Evanson” I answered her.

Honestly, you should’ve SEEN the look on her face when I said my last name! It was PRICELESS!

Not that I cared about it at the time. What I wanted to know was why she had reacted that way…

“Is something wrong professor?” I asked tentatively.

“Nothing, Dear.”

But her expression seemed to be troubled.

I heard her mumbling under her breath..

“Evanson… Evanson, It can’t be! Not Evanson, Evanson!”

Ok, something was Definitely wrong…

“Professor?”

She looked back at me, almost.. Scared.

“Why don’t we walk to the Headmaster together Miss.. Evanson?”

Her voice trembled at my last name..

At first I was wondering if I was in trouble? But I was curious, so I followed her.

We walked through the halls and I couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of it all.

Then, we were at the Headmasters office.

“Wait Here Sweetie.” The teacher told me, then walked in.

SWEETIE? WAIT HERE? Outrageous! Nobody calls me sweetie and gets away with it! And, you can’t ask me to wait… I just Can’t!

The most I could do was Eavesdrop, so I did!

“She’s an Evanson! Evanson!” The teacher seemed to be telling the Headmaster, agitated.

“Yes Professor Duna, I understand your concern, but please, she’s just a child-”

“BUT-”

“Why don’t we all talk?” The door started to creak open, and the Headmaster walked out.

“Good Morning Miss Evanson. Please, Come Inside! Have a Seat!” The headmaster smiled in a friendly way and I tried not to think about what I just overheard… it sounded almost sinister…


“Good morning Headmaster.” I said, trying to be polite. I sat down on the seat, which creaked horribly.

“Now. Miss. Evanson.” His voice seemed to stop at every word, and I wasn’t sure if he was.. Mad? Or surprised? Something of that sort.

“You have been asking about the fourth founder.”
I nodded in confirmation. Maybe he was about to give the answer?

“Because you are so curious about it, I will give you the answer. Yes, there was a fourth founder. Her first name was Giana, and she is still alive today. Do you know how that is?”

I shook my head, eager for more information. The founders of Myrefall lived a REALLY long time ago.

“Originally, she was specified in healing. And also In the teaching of the Youth. Then, she got greedy and tried to gain immortality…”

Blah Blah Blah, this was not worth it. The usual immortality stuff? The villain tries to gain immortality, the hero stops them, the world is saved? Pah! Real life isn’t like that!

“And she got it.”


“WAIT WHAT? No hero tries to stop her? She doesn’t use her immortality for evil?” My mind is blown….

“No, she gained immortality, and she used it for good. She wanted to help the children forever. She wanted to heal people, to be immortal so she could continue helping people!”

“Wait, that isn’t so bad. What’s the problem?”

“People thought she was greedy, gaining immortality. They didn’t accept her help. She became immortal for nothing. She was cast out by her fellow founders, and they tried to erase her existence. Because if there’s one thing that goes against the code of Myrefall, it’s gaining immortality.” The Headmaster answered, and pointed at a poster on his wall.

The poster read:

The Code of Myrefall

“Accept everything, and that when your time comes, it has come, and you can do nothing to stop it. Let it end with Bravery and Without Fear!”

-The Warriors of Myrefall, The Code and Contract. 1600 BCE


Wow, that’s… odd, for a place that seems like it’s just magic and flying horses..

“We were warriors back then. Fierce warriors who would stop at nothing to protect our school. That’s Why Giana left to try and gain immortality. She loved the school deeply, but she believed in peace, healing, and friendships, not war and training to fight.”

The Headmaster answered my silent question.

This is a lot of writing.. For now, I’m gonna sleep in my dorm and try to get my Pegasi Riding Essay done before tomorrow morning…
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Dear Diary,

Ok back to what I was writing about earlier. Basically, after gaining immortality and receiving no appreciation for her goodness or whatever, she started going mad. She wrote that “No One could help or stop her except “The one.” and she proceeds to explain the traits that this person must have..
“Intelligent, Resourceful, Kind”
“Rider of Pegasi”
“Daughter of the Rainbow”

It made no sense to me.. But the teachers and the headmaster think it means ME! Unbelievable!

I mean, I was sorted into Blue, and “Intelligent, Resourceful, Kind”, are their exact traits. But it could be any Blue! There are thousands!

Rider of Pegasi… well, I do pretty well in that class, but a lot of people take that class too!

Daughter of the Rainbow…

My name is Iris, after the Greek goddess of the Rainbow..

Could it be me?

Nah.

But, apparently I get to go Pegasi riding, and go on a WHOLE quest thingie! Super fun! So I won’t deny that I’m "The One” even If I don’t believe it myself…
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Dear Diary,

I’m sitting in a cave as I write this. Cool Huh?

Anyway, I was given permission to ride out on my own this morning, to try and find Giana, and either try to help her or stop her! I got a few clues as to where she could be, and the best part is, It’s a Solo Quest! No Adult interference! I don’t have to come back either, so I’m sleeping in a cave tonight.
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Dear Diary,

I think I may have found Giana’s location.

See, I was riding on Alywa (My Pegasus I’m riding on Btw, I didn’t name her)

And I spotted this Green glow coming from.. A cloud. And I know this sounds like it’s out of a storybook, but I walked on a cloud.

Scientific Explanation: MAGIC (Also known as knowledge from Pegasi riding class)

Anyway, No Joke, there was a literal palace on the cloud… like, sheesh, who builds a cloud palace?

(I would, but don’t tell anyone)

I did the most obvious thing…

I knocked on the door.

A Soft melodious voice rang out.

“Who’s There??”

“Alywa Jones.”

Ok, Don’t judge. I didn’t want them to know my real name if it was somebody I couldn’t trust.

“Alywa Jones?’

“Yes.”

The door swung open, and I was met face to face with a girl of about my age.

She studied me carefully, then said,

“Iris?”

That scared me SO bad.

“Who’s Iris?”

I tried to make myself look convincing. If this person could recognize ME though, I felt like I might be able to recognize them.

“You of course, Silly girl.” The girl said, stifling a laugh.

“Who are you to call me Silly Girl?!” I asked indignantly.

Suddenly I had a thought. This girl.. She couldn’t be…

“Giana?”

The girl’s face hardened and lost its laughter.

“Yes.”

“How- Why- Where.. How do you know me?” I asked, overwhelmed.

“Iris.”

Confused, I looked closer at her. I could almost imagine her as an old woman.
That smile… the hardened expression on her face.. The bright blue eyes…

“GRANDMA?”

“I can see you’ve come to your senses Iris.”

There was no.. Grandmother-liness in her. The Grandmother I remembered? Gone.

Worst part? I had to stop her because my Headmaster had told me to! And She Is MY Grandma!

I think she knows…

Wait.. So My grandmother is Giana, one of the four founders of Myrefall. And she’s a lot older than I thought she was…

Is she really my Grandma though? What if Giana has like… disguising magic? Or.. Maybe my Grandma is playing a prank! Or…

Never Mind.



And The whole Story of my life ends there, as I try to figure out if this is really my Grandma…

Ha! Just kidding! But, THIS story will end here..

To Possibly Be Continued….