Necromancy I

"A Time of Blood, those were the words etched into the Eldritch Shard of the Kingdom of Ruin, whose name was lost to the Endless Tides of Time." Professor Yula looked out at the First Years, soon to be second, her eyes darting to find the smallest fraction of absence across the immature faces. 

She smiled, finding none. "Summer Vacation is a day away. However, I would be remiss to allow your minds to rot amidst the youthful vigor of childhood. So, I am assigning a reading over the summer called The Ruined Kingdom by Vaj Teptora." 

The classroom of silent students erupted with disgruntled chatter, with many looking towards a young boy to her rear wearing large bags beneath his eyes, flitting through consciousness, trying to keep himself awake. He didn't appear old, no more than nine or eight, yet his hair and eyes were a stunning silver.