The next morning, Nova awoke with the crystal glowing softly on her table. It pulsed like a heartbeat. As she reached for it, the crystal opened like a flower of light, revealing a floating letter. Words formed in midair, glowing softly:

  "Nova of Lune wood, you have been chosen. Your crystal has awakened. Come to Crystal Academy before the next moon rises."

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  Before she could even think, the ground trembled. A carriage made of crystal and silver light hovered outside, flanked by glowing birds that circled in the air. A woman in a shimmering cloak stepped out.

  “I am Mistress Seraphine,” the woman said. “And you are late.”

  “I—I don’t know magic,” Nova stammered.

  Mistress Seraphine smiled. “Magic knows you.”

  Nova climbed into the carriage. As it lifted into the clouds, she looked down at her village. Lune wood was smaller and smaller. She was leaving everything she knew behind.