Rumors on campus... In the shadowed heart of Columtreal University, rumors crept like ivy over crumbling brick. Yesterday, voices slithered from the mossy walksâword is, someone traded more than wisdom for a late-night favor at Grinderâs Dispensary, and the haze wasnât all from the smokeware. Over at Witch Way Alley, a flicker of candlelight drew a crowd; some say a midnight ritual left strange symbols chalked across the alley stones by dawn. Meanwhile, the campus clinicâs lights burned long, with a suspected rendezvous behind drawn curtains. In Columtreal, secrets bloom in the dark, and no one leaves the day unmarked.
