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𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗔

​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​ ​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇺​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇴​​🇮​ ​🇦​​🇩​​🇴​​🇳​​🇮​​🇸​​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇦​​🇩​ ​🇭​​🇴​​🇳​​🇩​​🇴​ ​🇦​​🇹​​🇱​​🇦​​🇸​ ⨾ ​🇮​​🇹​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇱​​🇴​​🇨​​🇦​​🇹​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇮​​🇳​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇸​​🇹​​🇮​​🇦​'​🇸​ ​🇹​​🇴​​🇼​​🇪​​🇷​, ​🇾​​🇴​​🇺​ ​🇨​​🇦​​🇳​ ​🇪​​🇳​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇫​​🇷​​🇪​​🇪​​🇱​​🇾​

The common room, a space for all to gather even to those who doesn't stay in the dorm, was a sight of a real life fantasy. Golden vines, intricately carved and shimmering, spiraled up the walls, creating a sense of warmth and welcome. But the space was more than just aesthetics; it was imbued with a gentle magic that calmed the nerves and fostered collaboration. They have a fireplace that was made and enchanted by Lady Hestia, it would automatically adjust depending on the weather season. When it's summer the fireplace is only dimly lit and sometimes not lighted up but when it's winter it would warm the room.

Leading off the common room are two separate wings: the Girls' Dormitory and the Boys' Dormitory.

The Girls' Dorm was a symphony of delicate pink. Freshly bloomed roses, painted in soft hues, adorned the walls, their scent mingling with the sweet aroma of lavender. The beds, each made with crisp white linens, stood invitingly in a row, each with a personalized bedside table adorned with a student's favorite trinket: a weathered compass, a worn book, a collection of seashells. The girls are free to decorate their space, they can transform their rooms into personal havens, each a reflection of their individual personalities.

The boys' dorm, on the other hand, was a bastion of peaceful blue. Azure lilies, symbols of peace and tranquility, dotted the room, their azure hue calming the mind and fostering a sense of brotherhood. The beds, like their counterparts, were immaculate, each student given the liberty to add their personal touch. Some can display their favorite books, and stuff without any judgment. While different in style, the boys' dorm, like the girls', resonated with the individuality of its residents, each adding their own unique brushstroke to their shared haven.

𝗗𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗛'𝗦 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗟

ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ɪꜱ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴍɪɴ ʜᴀʀᴜ ⨾ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴀɢᴍᴀ ᴊᴇᴏɴ ⨾ ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ'ꜱ ᴛᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱꜱᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅ

The common room of Death's Hall has different auras than the other dorms, with its walls and furniture adorned in black and white, the traditional colors of death. Black represents the bitter truth of death, while White represents the beautiful lie of life. The atmosphere was always solemn, yet there was a sense of calm and serenity that pervaded the room. The owner of the dorm is still unknown to this day, others say that Aether made two dorms for himself, while others say this place was owned by chiron, since Aether already has a dorm under his name.

The girls' dormitory rooms in Death's Hall were particularly striking. Surrounded by red ruby stone, the rooms were designed with wilted flowers, reminding the students of the impermanence of life. Despite the morbid decor, the beds were always neatly made, and the student occupying the bed was free to do as they pleased. Whether they wanted to study, sleep, or simply stare into space, they were given the freedom to be alone with their thoughts.

Across the hall, the boys' dormitory rooms had a completely different feel. Adorned in silver, the rooms were designed to evoke a sense of elegance and sophistication. The beds were also neatly made, and the student occupying the bed was given the same freedom to do as they pleased. However, the boys' rooms were often filled with silence, matching the solemn atmosphere of the girls' rooms.

𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗢𝘄𝗹𝘀

​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​ ​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇺​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇽​​🇪​​🇳​​🇪​ ​🇦​​🇭​​🇳​ ⨾ ​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇦​​🇩​ ​🇯​​🇦​​🇸​​🇴​​🇳​ ​🇪​​🇱​​🇮​​🇦​​🇸​ ⨾ ​🇮​​🇹​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇱​​🇴​​🇨​​🇦​​🇹​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇮​​🇳​ ​🇦​​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​​🇳​​🇦​'​🇸​ ​🇹​​🇴​​🇼​​🇪​​🇷​, ​🇹​​🇴​ ​🇪​​🇳​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​ 🇾​​🇴​​🇺​ ​🇲​​🇺​​🇸​​🇹​ ​🇦​​🇳​​🇸​​🇼​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇦​ ​🇷​​🇮​​🇩​​🇩​​🇱​​🇪​

The common room, a spacious haven bathed in the soft hues of grey and brown. Books, stacked high on the shelves, whispered tales of forgotten worlds and timeless wisdom. Alongside them, scattered art supplies hinted at the creative spirit that pulsed through the dorm. It was designed by the Goddess of Wisdom herself, Athena. The books are enchanted to change whenever a student already read it, the art supplies are endless and is enchanted to never run out.

The girls' dormitory rooms, a mirror image of the common room, were filled with the quiet hum of studious energy. Silver, like moonlight, shimmered on the walls, reflecting the glow of the lamps illuminating rows of books. Every bed, meticulously made, was a blank canvas for its occupant. Some students preferred to use their space as a sanctuary of quiet reading, others as a haven for artistic expression. Regardless of their choices, each girl was free to transform their space, to make it a reflection of their own inner world.

The boys' dormitory rooms followed a similar theme, with brown replacing the silver, giving the space a grounding and earthy feel. The books here, a mix of ancient texts and modern marvels, spoke of adventure, history, and the mysteries of the natural world. The neatly made beds, like the ones in the girls' dorm, offered a sanctuary where each student could find solace and retreat from the world.

𝗔𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥'𝗦 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧

🇹​​🇭​​🇪​ ​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇺​​🇳​​🇩​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇱​​🇮​​🇱​​🇾​ ​🇹​​🇦​​🇾​​🇱​​🇴​​🇷​ ⨾ ​🇩​​🇴​​🇷​​🇲​ ​🇭​​🇪​​🇦​​🇩​ ​🇦​​🇱​​🇾​​🇦​ ​🇱​​🇴​​🇱​​🇮​​🇹​​🇦​ ⨾ ​🇮​​🇹​ ​🇮​​🇸​ ​🇱​​🇴​​🇨​​🇦​​🇹​​🇪​​🇩​ ​🇮​​🇳​ ​🇦​​🇪​​🇹​​🇭​​🇪​​🇷​'​🇸​ ​🇹​​🇴​​🇼​​🇪​​🇷​, ​🇹​​🇴​ ​🇪​​🇳​​🇹​​🇪​​🇷​ ​🇾​​🇴​​🇺​ ​🇲​​🇺​​🇸​​🇹​ ​🇸​​🇮​​🇳​​🇬​ ​🇦​ ​🇱​​🇺​​🇱​​🇱​​🇦​​🇧​​🇾​ ​🇹​​🇭​​🇦​​🇹​ ​
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The common room, a symphony of gold and silver, was alive with vines and flowers that never wilted, their petals a vibrant tapestry of colors. In the center, a single pomegranate sat on a table, its skin glistening like polished ruby. It was a magical fruit, said to replenish itself endlessly, offering a constant source of refreshment for the students. There was a rumor in school, that this dorm was where the former founder used to stay and his ghost lurks in the dorm, which was confirmed to be false by the children of hades that would visit.

The girls' dormitory, a haven of warmth and light, reflected the sun's embrace. Each room, bathed in golden hues, was adorned with flowers that seemed to bloom with a life of their own. A stylized sun, crafted from silver, hung above each bed, its rays reaching out like welcoming arms. The beds themselves were always impeccably made, yet the girls could rearrange them, add cushions, or even leave them bare if they wished. Freedom bloomed within these walls, as vibrant as the flowers themselves.

Across the sprawling campus, the boys' dormitory held a different, yet equally captivating, energy. The moon, a silver crescent, hung in the center of each room, its cool glow casting a peaceful hush over the white and silver furnishings. Here, silence reigned, but not as a constraint, but as an invitation to introspection. The boys' beds, like those of the girls, were meticulously made, inviting them to rest, to dream, to seek the wisdom whispered by the moon.