This is a group project (you can find out more on our about page). This is the first chapter, written by Noah. The next chapter will be written by a different person with a different writing style, who will continue the story as they see fit!

Disclaimer: Magi does not belong to us.


The library is made of marble and holds banners the color of wine on it's looming staircases. It is quiet, and that alone gives it an air of elegance in comparison to the bustling streets of Remano that await those who exist through the main entrance.

"Repeat," asks the older librarian, raising an eyebrow at the nearly androgynous young woman.

The girl takes a deep breath before firing off the sentence for the third time. "I need a book that focuses on the medicinal properties of root herbs that can be found in Sindria," She says, leaning over the mahogany desk.

The woman looks startled, opening her mouth to and preparing to ask yet again for this girl to repeat herself.

"I've got it," says Aafje, walking around the desk and waving her hand at the younger girl. "The botany section of the library is this way."

The girl stumbles behind her, and Aafje comes to the realization that this girl's clothes are several sizes too big and she looks as if she hasn't slept on an actual bed in weeks, all tied together with a far-too-big scarf.

"Are you new here?"

"I've lived here my whole life, actually," the girl replies. "My name's Noah, by the way."

A smile pulls at the librarian's lips. "I'm Aafje."


Winter takes long, lumbering steps down the cement stairs that lead to the crowded harbor. A paper bag is tucked beneath her arm, and she's surveying the docks with dark eyes full of mischief and curiosity. She's going to have to sneak onto one of these boats, even if it kills her.

"Eeny, meeny, miney," Winter moves her index finger from ship to ship, stopping on one that appears to be having a surge of commotion on deck. She raises an eyebrow. "Mo?"


"I don't think we have the book that you're looking for," Aafje muses. "One of the scholars probably have it."

The look of sheer hurt and rage that crosses Noah's face has Aafje reeling back, running her hand across the leather-bound books they'd gathered.

"It should be back next week, if that helps," Aafje says with a cringe, watching as the short-haired girl tugs at her scarf.

"I don't have until next week. I have a boat to catch in around an hour."


"This is stupid!"

"Kadia, calm down!"

"I'm tangled in a fucking fishing net."

Reibun watches in something akin to silent horror as her friend flails on the deck, clawing at the fishnet that keeps her weighed down.

Ja'far had sent them to Reim to collect a shipment of fabrics and to pick up a renowned herbalist. Since leaving the island, nothing but utter chaos has graced them. Kadia had fallen overboard roughly four times, they'd been swallowed into a storm, Reibun had completely forgotten that she was prone to seasickness…

Regardless of her affections for Sinbad's advisor, she promised herself that a trip like this would never happen again.

"If that kid isn't here in the next ten minutes we will leave without her," Kadia declares, throwing the net over the side of the ship.

Her teeth have sharpened to points in her rage, and Reibun feels an awful headache coming on.


"This trip is extremely important and this book is only available here," Noah whines.

Aafje rakes a hand through her hair. "I don't know what to tell you, we simply do not have it."

"But you have to do something!"


Winter loses her footing on the side of the ship and tumbles onto the deck of the ship, landing before Reibun and nearly knocking over Kadia.

There's a moment where no words are exchanged and only the sounds of city life and the calls of birds can be heard.

"Are you the herbalist," Kadia asks, lifting her chin and flashing a toothy grin.

A look of hope crosses over Reibun's face and she's pulling Winter off of the floor with newfound ambition. "You're Noah," Reibun exclaims, holding Winter by her shoulders at arm's length.

"Um," Winter says awkwardly, glancing from Reibun to Kadia in absolute confusion. "To be honest—"

Kadia's smile falters and her hand twitches into a fist. Winter's eyes widen.

"To be honest, I'm totally Noah."