The Empire of Reimia (3)

Marey, of course, could have spent this weekend indulging in his favorite pastime – isolating himself from everything, cocooning himself in his room like an insect in a chrysalis, and spending time in melancholy and magical practices, but he ultimately rejected this idea. After all, it was not only quite boring but also not very productive, and there were a couple of clubs that piqued his interest. The Primitivism Club – of course, that's amusing, and the Rinze Club – that's just depressing. Literature or calligraphy? In the former, there were heated debates about what was read, which he didn't like, and essays that had lost all their appeal with the arrival of the Rinze regime at the academy.
Thinking this way, Marey headed to the calligraphy club's meeting place. After all, he could always change his mind...