Chapter Six: Under the Headmaster's Wing
As I stood there, frozen in awe, the Headmaster's smile grew wider. He inclined his head slightly, acknowledging my wonder, and his eyes crinkled at the corners. His wings rustled softly, the gentle whisper sending a thrill of excitement through me.
"Welcome, Lyra," he said, his voice low and resonant, like the hum of a cello. The sound vibrated through me, leaving me feeling both calm and exhilarated. "I am Headmaster Orion. It's a pleasure to meet you."
He walked towards me, his long strides eating up the distance. His black robe billowed behind him, the intricate silver trim catching the light as he moved. He wore a crisp, white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing strong forearms. A pair of worn, brown leather suspenders held up
