Paige's calculus class went by in what felt like to her, a blur. The professor as always seemed to drone a bit, his voice doing nothing pleasing to the ears. If a class went too slow, she felt herself lingering on emotions, but the boring professor elicited bored emotions and he himself never seemed to feel anything strongly. To any other person, that would make the class distressing, but he always left them the last third of the class to work out the three problems he'd written on the board themselves and turn in their answers when they finished. Tapping her fountain pen against the desk's edge, she let her mind drift away from the math problem. Tonight, it was a full moon and a special night. Not only were-creatures felt their power strengthen on the full moon. It was just something in the air. Something magic just loved.

After finishing up the problems just a little before the class' assigned end-time, Paige headed out. It wasn't that the sky was darkening already, but she could feel a chill in the air brought on by the early rise of the moon. She could see it just lifting up from the horizon. Tonight, the local witch's coven would meet for the occasion and she looked forward to the chance to let her true colors out. She could still remember when she first heard of the coven. In these times with magic only a whisper from legends, such knowledge had to be passed by word of mouth, mostly within family and close friends to keep it secret. Most of the real magical communities worked this way rather than the false human imitations. Paige resisted joining when she first came to school, fearing the close proximity to others, but now, she couldn't be without it on strong witching hours.

With her books placed in the room, she pulled a thick black cowl from her closet and folded it over her arm, pulling the amethyst charm out from under her shirt as she did so. She wouldn't put the cowl on under dark descended, but tonight, she would go into town and be a witch.