Fri Jul 10, 2015 8:25 pm by Merisa
Silence fell upon the back enclosed yard of the school, in the soft wane of the moon a white building off to the side of the yard illuminated in the dark shadows. It was Seven Forty Five in the evening, just after dinner in the village and just as the sun had finished setting beyond the mountain tops in the beyond distance that could only be vaguely seen. The smell of darkness was inevitable as the light of the moon played against the walking stones that shone leading all the way up to the bottom step leading into the Astrology lab. A soft wind played in the air, whistling a gentle tune as the night moved on, stars popping up within the dark vast sky that undone itself from the light orange and red colors the sun had finally left to die out.
Walking up these illuminated steps would lead you to the overly large white wooden door, with large cast iron handles that would creak when you moved them to open the door. As one would enter the laboratory, they would see an array of desks and chairs that were shaped and painted like the moons and planets that hung above them like little poster collectables in the night sky. The ceiling was made so that the cut out shapes of stars and planets shone through with the moon light, lighting up the entire floor of the main class room. In the corner of this illuminated room sat a large wooden white desk, spotted with papers and piles of books covering it’s top. A soft light came from a small pocket sized laptop that sat on the table, open and playing a soft tune that would make the environment seem calming and inviting to any one person.
Behind this desk was a complete other area, filled with charts and posters against the wall describing different stars and the constellations that they know of to this point in life. And a large telescope that reached up, on a large iron and steel landing that had a large wheel beside it to turn it up and down, and another crank to turn it left or right. It came down to a small chair that sat at the eye piece and created a small area known as Madame’s Crook. This was where she spent most of her time, searching the stars for meteorites and falling stars, even new gas patches that dotted the universe beyond. As for now, Madame Chekov sat at her desk, shuffling through papers with a soft tinted light on beside her, it was craned over the paper work to set shadows off against her face. Brown short hair layered over her face, covering her site of the room as she became engulfed in lining up a curriculum for this new class and new students she had yet to meet. This made her mind wonder, about what kinds of students she would lure in with the help of the stars and moons above.
Walking up these illuminated steps would lead you to the overly large white wooden door, with large cast iron handles that would creak when you moved them to open the door. As one would enter the laboratory, they would see an array of desks and chairs that were shaped and painted like the moons and planets that hung above them like little poster collectables in the night sky. The ceiling was made so that the cut out shapes of stars and planets shone through with the moon light, lighting up the entire floor of the main class room. In the corner of this illuminated room sat a large wooden white desk, spotted with papers and piles of books covering it’s top. A soft light came from a small pocket sized laptop that sat on the table, open and playing a soft tune that would make the environment seem calming and inviting to any one person.
Behind this desk was a complete other area, filled with charts and posters against the wall describing different stars and the constellations that they know of to this point in life. And a large telescope that reached up, on a large iron and steel landing that had a large wheel beside it to turn it up and down, and another crank to turn it left or right. It came down to a small chair that sat at the eye piece and created a small area known as Madame’s Crook. This was where she spent most of her time, searching the stars for meteorites and falling stars, even new gas patches that dotted the universe beyond. As for now, Madame Chekov sat at her desk, shuffling through papers with a soft tinted light on beside her, it was craned over the paper work to set shadows off against her face. Brown short hair layered over her face, covering her site of the room as she became engulfed in lining up a curriculum for this new class and new students she had yet to meet. This made her mind wonder, about what kinds of students she would lure in with the help of the stars and moons above.
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