Annabelle Grant

TSoNM 01/2, 3 Teacher, met all new students at beginning of semester.

TSoNM 01/14 A woman with long brown hair, dress pants, flats, a white t-shirt, and a thick cardigan came tumbling through the doors. Papers slipped from the stack she was carrying. Alison could see the wild energy around her. She was a scatterbrained witch, and seemed to have a million emotions and thoughts whizzing around her. “I am Miss Annabelle Grant, and I am a witch and your Hidden Earth instructor. In this class we will discuss the kemanas—the underground worlds—and the railway system—the magical one. Some of you are very familiar with these things and others not so much, so let’s be patient with each other and really delve in. The words in my textbook are changing.” One of the students held the book in the air. “Yes. This is your Hidden Earth class, and since the revelation of magic to the humans there have been constant changes to the rules and regulations sections. Just ignore it. We will fight through that section together when we get there.