CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
The London School for the Future-Sighted was just as impressive as the School for Seers on the inside, but in a completely different way. First of all, the architecture was extremely old, giving it the feel of a medieval castle. The main hallway was hexagonal, with an enormous stone pillar in the middle stretching from the ground floor all the way to the top. The only way in which it was similar to their own beloved school was that it was filled with busy students hurrying from class to class.
Samuel hooked his arm through Michael’s as they walked. “What are they feeding you on that farm? You look half starved. Come on, let’s get some proper food in you. They’ve just started shipping in pineapples. Have you ever tried them? They’re extremely sweet and juicy.”
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