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The sun left its peak and started downwards as the two boys scraped out history books from the bowels of the library.

As Kellan was headed back to the table, a curious book fell down besides him. It was made of black leather, with gold thread weaved in flame-like patterns. Curious, Kellan picked up the book and cracked it open.

"There was a boy," the book began in curvy, old script. Kellan closed the book. He didn't know the library had old books like this.


((I don't really know what to do about lulls and peace times. Do you normally continue it into something, I dunno, just nice and peaceful?))


Last edited by Potironette; 11-12-2016 at 11:09 AM.
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