Time flew by, and before I realized it, several weeks had already passed since my first class in Alchemy. The curriculum was a breeze, and I'd spent most of my time tweaking recipes and experimenting with my own theories rather than following the Professor's rigid instructions.
The classroom smelled faintly of herbs and heated metals, the lingering fragrance of past experiments clinging to the stone walls no matter how much the windows were opened. Copper cauldrons lined the tables, gleaming under the faint sunlight that filtered in, while shelves stuffed with vials, dried plants, and animal bones cast long shadows.
