Freya burst out of her room
shortly after 8 o’clock. “Today is a new day!” She wanted to start the day in a
way that would put her mind off the historical mysteries until later in the
day. ‘The morning is for art,’ she decided. ‘But first, breakfast!’
Dana saw Freya enter the dining
hall with her usual exuberance. ‘I know she has decided on something.’
Freya soon came over to her with
a breakfast similar to those she had the previous three days. “Good Morning!”
“Good Morning.”
“What are you up to today?”
“Attending lectures,” Dana answered.
“Only two though.”
“The same. First Year Musical
Composition, and Overview of Influences on Auroran Art.”
“Sounds interesting.”
“It’s not just the Auroralic,
Roman and Nordic influences, but the rest of Europe too,” Freya said. “It’s
that that those are the most prominent.”
“I hadn’t thought about that.
But it seems obvious now that I think about it.”
“Like, most think that Aurora
was isolated on the edge of Europe, but it has been a crossroads of ideas for
all of its history.”
“Between Europe and the Atlantic
islands,” Dana said, with a thoughtful look on her face.
“Exactly. Europe had the most
influence on Aurora, given the Romans and Norse came from there. But there was
some from the Atlantic islands too.”
“Funny you could bring that up.”
“Huh?” Freya asked.
“I’m doing an assignment on
butterfly species that migrate between Aurora and the islands this semester.”
“That sounds interesting. I know
that the patterns on their wings have inspired artists in the past.”
“I have heard about that,” Dana
said.
“And other insects too. Like,
beetles, I think.”
“Many beetle species are
colourful.”
“And I’m sure there are other
animals that have inspired artists.”
Janara awoke, and wondered why
Olivia was up early again. ‘I’m sure she was awake when I went to sleep!’ she
thought. “Morning.”
“Good morning,” Olivia said as
she sipped her coffee.
“How much sleep did you get?”
“Enough,” Olivia answered in an
evasive tone.
‘There’s something there,’
Janara thought, ‘but it’s none of my business.’
‘Not yet, Janara,’ Olvia
thought. But she couldn’t deny it to herself. Her insomnia was getting worse.
They soon headed to breakfast.
“So, what’s the plan for today?” Janara asked.
“The sports activities are
starting,” Olivia said.
“Somehow, I didn’t think you
were the sporty type.”
“Well, not team sports, but
athletics and swimming.”
“That makes sense,” Janara
considered.
“I’ll have a look at the
swimming activities.”
“I’m not a sporty type,” Janara
admitted. “Like, I’m a gamer, but I don’t even play sports games.”
“What kind of games?”
“Mostly RPGs, real time strategy
and platformers.”
“That’s a variety,” Olivia
commented.
“It’s what I’m interested in.”
Freya arrived where the Musical
Composition lecture was to be held. She saw many other students there, some of
whom she had seen the previous day. One of the came up to her. “Hi! I saw you
yesterday in the Renaissance lecture.”
“I was there.”
“Julia.”
“Freya.”
“I guess that you’re into music
too,” Julia stated.
“Not as much as I’m into art,
but I do play and compose a little.”
“More of an artist I see.”
“Yes,” Freya answered. “I find
that I can focus better when I’m creating art, than trying to compose
something.”
“What kind of art?”
“Mostly sketching, painting and tactile
art, and you?”
“Mostly music, but I sketch
too,” Julia answered.
“That’s cool.”
The lecture soon started and
Freya found herself engaged in the lesson. As the lecture ended, the lecturer
called her up. He gave her a reassurance similar to the other two. “…and if you
still struggle, you can go to the support services,” he added.
“I have already signed up.”
“That’s good to hear.”
Olivia arrived at the
University’s Aquatic Center, located between the western dorms and the main
part of the campus. She had seen it as she went by the past few days, but found
that it was more impressive close up. ‘Art Deco, of course, although she had
heard that the actual facilities were refurbished often.’
“Name?”
“Olivia Marcus.”
“Personal best over 100 meters?”
“One minute, fifty seven
seconds.”
“Impressive,” the young man
stated.
Olivia shrugged modestly.
“Done. You’re signed up. The
first carnival will be on Sunday afternoon.”
“That’s fine. I can get some
practice in before then.”
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