Apprentices || fadetogrey
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Each new day in the tower felt as strange as the last after having tasted freedom, even if only for a little while. It didn’t seem to ruin his attitude, choosing to remember that freedom was possible, and not that being caught seemed enviable time and time again.
At least he could bury himself in his studies. Despite his distaste for the Circle, it was perhaps the only decent education for mages there was. Just having a distraction from where he was motivated him to study.
“Declan!” Anders cried out into the halls before poking his head around the corner, now looking to the familiar face he’d grown up around. “You’re not busy, are you? I have an experiment and could use your help,” his voice spoke of innocence, though a cheeky smile betrayed him, “it’s safe, mostly. I promise.”