# Chapter 111 Storm Academy, Utah**September 4, 2032 – Late afternoon, East Wing Dorm Commons**Celeste led the way down the wide stone corridor, her sneakers occasionally squeaking softly against the polished floor. The mountain light had shifted to a deeper gold, catching on the storm runes carved into the walls so they pulsed like distant lightning.“Old Dean Kael Stormrider is still on the board,” she said over her shoulder, voice warm but practical. “He stepped down from daily operations two years ago, but he likes to keep a hand in. Mostly shows up for budget meetings and complains about ‘kids these days and their dragonfire insurance premiums.’ You’ll meet him soon # Chapter 111 Storm Academy, Utah**September 4, 2032 – Late afternoon, East Wing Dorm Commons**Celeste led the way down the wide stone corridor, her sneakers occasionally squeaking softly against the polished floor. The mountain light had shifted to a deeper gold, catching on the storm runes carved into the wa
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