Chapter VI
The Library
"Come on," I commanded. I had no idea why, but I was drawn to the shelf at the back. I peered into the masses of information that stood before me in this strange keeper of books. A sudden thought struck me, what did they hold? What would the books show me? I realised I had stopped, and looked around myself. I saw no familiarities, but I had a feeling that it was here. That for which I searched, but knew nothing of. A black covered book inscribed with silver ink captured me, drew my hand to it, although, if I had fought it, I doubt I could have stopped my hand from rising to it, clasping it carefully. De stared at me, but I was engrossed. What could possibly have drawn me to this book? There were thousands there, and yet I had gone through, not even glancing at the others, not struck by their elaborate designs, not wondering about their possible origins and subjects. I looked through the book, flicked all of the pages until it stopped. I blinked. This was freaky. But still I looked down to the beautifully hand written pages.
My eyes lit up as I read: 'The three shall come, and when they do, all evil will cease, they will seek out and illuminate the shadows of our two worlds, but it shall not be an easy task. One of their most trusted will betray them, and they must learn forgiveness, or all is lost. Dansha and God's speed to them; if they should read this, beware, for you can still make your own destiny. My words are but a warning. Aluwaine, Louest antre sintraunt Ludwania Evilian!' I closed it, what did that mean? I hunted the cover; I needed to know who had written it. What it would mean I was unsure of, but I had to.
I felt something on my shoulder:
"Um, excuse me madam, but would you like some help, or are you just browsing for a good read?...Because I can recommend the one in your hands. Centuries ago people believed all that nonsense, however now we all no it was just a fanciful novel by the great Sir Augustus of Huxrant, and his trusted brother Sir Charles Junior 111 of Lavenfields. They were well known in the domains of Divination and Defence Against the Dark ones, and protecting the innocent. Great men, great men." A tall, kindly man went on. "Well respected in their time, as well as ours. Oh, I am sorry; I've been told about my ranting, are you starting as one of the new first year pupils next week? I can give you a library card now if you like, you seem pretty keen."
"...Oh, sorry, yes please, though I'm not sure how to use it. Could you please show me?" I questioned the eccentric old dear. "If it wouldn't be any bother…"
"Certainly. Follow me! Follow me! You too dear?" The question was directed at Lydia.
"Oh no, she's my little sister – we're a year and a half apart you see. People are always making that mistake."
"Fine then, just you. Saves me a fair while for now. Should the stone be red, clear, green or blue? Each to their own I say, even if we are supposed to choose for you." He chuckled knowingly.
"Well, clear I think. Milly? Do you like clear stones?" I asked De.
Cottoning on she replied, "Yes, I love them."
Just write your name and stone on this form, then we'll have you connected.
Library Patron, you are asked to give your details briefly on this form, thankyou.
Name: Danielle Monkford
Stone: Clear, small, chain
Age: 16
We thank you for giving your details. Enjoy your library access.
I borrowed 'Predictions and Legends,' the book I had been looking at earlier, as well as 'Spells and Enchantments' by Eliza Stephenson, and 'A Brief History of Good and Evil' by The High Priestess, Luane Risoltna. Then we quickly left to explore the place, and find somewhere to stay.
The Library
"Come on," I commanded. I had no idea why, but I was drawn to the shelf at the back. I peered into the masses of information that stood before me in this strange keeper of books. A sudden thought struck me, what did they hold? What would the books show me? I realised I had stopped, and looked around myself. I saw no familiarities, but I had a feeling that it was here. That for which I searched, but knew nothing of. A black covered book inscribed with silver ink captured me, drew my hand to it, although, if I had fought it, I doubt I could have stopped my hand from rising to it, clasping it carefully. De stared at me, but I was engrossed. What could possibly have drawn me to this book? There were thousands there, and yet I had gone through, not even glancing at the others, not struck by their elaborate designs, not wondering about their possible origins and subjects. I looked through the book, flicked all of the pages until it stopped. I blinked. This was freaky. But still I looked down to the beautifully hand written pages.
My eyes lit up as I read: 'The three shall come, and when they do, all evil will cease, they will seek out and illuminate the shadows of our two worlds, but it shall not be an easy task. One of their most trusted will betray them, and they must learn forgiveness, or all is lost. Dansha and God's speed to them; if they should read this, beware, for you can still make your own destiny. My words are but a warning. Aluwaine, Louest antre sintraunt Ludwania Evilian!' I closed it, what did that mean? I hunted the cover; I needed to know who had written it. What it would mean I was unsure of, but I had to.
I felt something on my shoulder:
"Um, excuse me madam, but would you like some help, or are you just browsing for a good read?...Because I can recommend the one in your hands. Centuries ago people believed all that nonsense, however now we all no it was just a fanciful novel by the great Sir Augustus of Huxrant, and his trusted brother Sir Charles Junior 111 of Lavenfields. They were well known in the domains of Divination and Defence Against the Dark ones, and protecting the innocent. Great men, great men." A tall, kindly man went on. "Well respected in their time, as well as ours. Oh, I am sorry; I've been told about my ranting, are you starting as one of the new first year pupils next week? I can give you a library card now if you like, you seem pretty keen."
"...Oh, sorry, yes please, though I'm not sure how to use it. Could you please show me?" I questioned the eccentric old dear. "If it wouldn't be any bother…"
"Certainly. Follow me! Follow me! You too dear?" The question was directed at Lydia.
"Oh no, she's my little sister – we're a year and a half apart you see. People are always making that mistake."
"Fine then, just you. Saves me a fair while for now. Should the stone be red, clear, green or blue? Each to their own I say, even if we are supposed to choose for you." He chuckled knowingly.
"Well, clear I think. Milly? Do you like clear stones?" I asked De.
Cottoning on she replied, "Yes, I love them."
Just write your name and stone on this form, then we'll have you connected.
Library Patron, you are asked to give your details briefly on this form, thankyou.
Name: Danielle Monkford
Stone: Clear, small, chain
Age: 16
We thank you for giving your details. Enjoy your library access.
I borrowed 'Predictions and Legends,' the book I had been looking at earlier, as well as 'Spells and Enchantments' by Eliza Stephenson, and 'A Brief History of Good and Evil' by The High Priestess, Luane Risoltna. Then we quickly left to explore the place, and find somewhere to stay.