Prologue
Green eyes darted around the dark hall as soon as the click of a lock was heard. Grinning to themselves, they moved closer to the door but didn't pass through the doorway. Bare feet padded atop the polished floor after a minute or so of silence. After reaching the end of the hall, they looked over their shoulder to make sure they were alone. Carefully pushing the large French doors open, they slipped inside. Glancing around at the moonlit objects in the grand room, they made their way over to the now-cold fireplace, and reaching their hands up they gently touched the cover of a book. Allowing another smile to grace their features, they made haste of taking the book and a few others, carefully hiding the fact that a few books were missing. Making their way back to the door, they avoided the mirrors.
As they walked out of the library, they turned and shot one last look at the hundreds of shelves holding the thousands of stories that they might never read. Turning their back on their dreams, the thief left the room.