The library on the fifth floor, which was full of ancient spells and magic books, was locked behind a massive door of metal, reinforced with dozens of layers of protection magic. Across from the wall was a set of massive stone stairs leading from the fourth floor to the fifth floor. In the massive space between the stairs and the wall were a group of a hundred mages, who possessed the sole key to the door.
The mages' robes were of various colors, each indicating their level of competence in magic. Their ages were diverse, ranging from twenties to fifty. They usually sat on the floor and discussed various theories of magic. Today, they were standing, and they said little. On the back of each of their robes was a clear circle, the symbol of those who had graduated the magic academy.
I can't wait for tomorrow, or the day after that, or the day after that. I think I'm just as pumped to publish these chapters as all of you readers are to read them. Am I right? It's at times like these I wish I had time to write two chapters a day or had enough stockpiled to do a double release. ARGH