[color=912193]This place is really big.[/color] Cyra was both in utter awe and slightly intimidated by the sheer grandeur of Beacon. Everything had a very different feel to it than things had had at Solona. There, everything was low and sprawled out, with many dusty browns from the windstorms that blew in off the savannah. Everything was close, comforting, and warm. 

Beacon, by contrast, was bright and towering, made to be the apex of the kingdom, a literal beacon of hope amidst the dark forests that surrounded it. Lofty spires and grand arches dominated the skyline, set atop a cliff as though the very structure itself were a grand sentinel watching over the city below. 

And Cyra was utterly lost. The gardens were certainly lovely, filled with various scents from the flowers that soothed her frazzled nerves, but other than that everything looked exactly the same to her. How could anyone find their way around such a place? 

Eventually she spied a pair of girls she recognized from the welcome ceremony, the first with long red hair and headphones, the second wearing a dark purple cloak and two-toned blue hair. She didn’t know their names, and her mother had taught her that eavesdropping was rude, but for lack of any option, she followed them, hoping that their path might lead to the ballroom. 

She needed to see if there was some place close to it where she could sleep safely.

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