On the Terrace of the Instructor's Quarters building.
Kyle sat on the edge of the roof, one leg dangling freely while the other rested close to his chest.
Wind tugged at his short messy white hair as his blue eyes gazed out at the campus of Solvayne Academy.
From up here, he could see most of the campus bathed in an orange light: the marble pathways, the training fields, and the greenery.
The Instructor's Quarter Building is one of the tallest buildings in the area, so it was pretty easy to observe the campus from here.
He let out a slow breath. As he relaxed the tension in his shoulders, he eased a bit. The sight before him was...calming.
Last week was nothing but hectic. Kyle did nothing but try to untangle a skein, although his progress was impressive, but it seemed like he had hit a frustrating wall that refused to budge.
It felt like staring at the maze that shifted its walls every time he blinked. It was nothing but frustrating.
