Art of the Octangle (8)

Moving from our last stop to just outside the Library, and very close to our starting position next to the doors of the Great Hall, we arrive at the place that is favored by White Wizards / Sages of the Unbroken Circle:

The land is lit up by the eerie light of the last quarter moon.

Here at the northern edge of Unseen University's main octangle, the sweep of magnificent flower beds that girds the base of the ancient buildings is interrupted by the doors to the Library, flanked by statues and hung with thaumic wards.  To either side, a cobbled path leads off around the Octangle, another path heads northwest into the cloisters and yet another passes between a pair of ancient chestnut trees on its way south to the clock tower.

There is also the expected bench, eggshell white,  and this time I *can* sit on it at will:

You sit on an eggshell white oak bench.

> The chatter of student wizards fills the air.

The Borogravian rock garden is here, along with a couple of wizardly statues. One depicts the stereotypical elementalist:

A tall, magnificently bearded wizard stands proud, clad in the robes of a member of the Ancient and Truly Original Sages of the Unbroken Circle.  Flickers of illusory lightning dance around the knob of his upthrust staff.

The other is related to the Library, representing one of its most assiduous users:

Librarian-Magus Roderick Hapweather was an expert on sigilomorphic lichen realignment in microthaumic fields, although nobody found this out until after his death, given that he was also chronically shy and would go years at a time without speaking to anyone.