Kyle walked slowly through the corridors of the foster home. Normally he would be asleep at this late hour, but due to the excitement of being accepted into the school of magic and dragon training he was unable to sleep. He tried to step lightly to keep his footsteps from echoing too much on he bare wooden floor but without much success. 
As he rounded the corner his eyes were drawn to a painting of a castle surrounded by a gold frame. " i dont remember seeing that before" he said to himself as he scratched his head and approached the painting to get a better view. As he drew closer he noticed a banner at the bottom that read " Welcome to Caldwell’s Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Training. Please Touch to Enter.” a puzzled look came across his face to reach for the painting then finding himself falling through the sky. He closed his eyes bracing himself for certain death. After a few moments he sloy peeked open his eyes to find himself hovering several inches off the ground, beads of sweat dripping from his brow to form a puddle underneath him