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<blockquote data-quote="Naathez" data-source="post: 1962236" data-attributes="member: 17791">PreludeAll their eyes. She feels all their eyes on her, as she lets the hood fall around her neck and strides, slowly, purposefully, through the study room. Her booted feet softly clacking at every step on the marble floor, her cloak shifting at every movement, she takes her time.&quot;Let them look&quot;, she's thinking. &quot;Let them know I did it.&quot;Room after room she walks. The ceiling-high shelves, filled to the brim with books, muffle the impatient noise of her uncharacteristically undisciplined stride towards her goal. The smell of musty parchment is so well known to her nostrils, so commonplace in the Library, that she takes no notice as she speeds across the impressive collected knowledge.Finally she reaches the door. Taking a moment to regain her composure, she straightens her robe, and softly knocks.&quot;Come in&quot;, says the soft-spoken voice she has heard countless times.As she slowly walks inside the room, closing the door behind her, his eyes never leave the large tome on his bookrest. As so many times before, and with unchanged (and barely hidden) impatience, she quietly stands in a corner of the small study, waiting for his attention.Finally he lifts his face from the yellowing pages, and his grey eyes shift their gaze to hers. His visage is serene, almost stern, as he asks &quot;Has it been found?&quot;Silently she uncovers a smaller tome from the folds of her robe. The leather binding is almost pristine, and barely creaks as she respectfully hands him the book. She allows herself a small smile of satisfaction, seeing his fingers caress the book, tracing the sigil embossed on its cover. &quot;Gaia.&quot; he states. &quot;Where was it?&quot;Her heart almost bursts with emotion at recalling the countless times she dreamt of this moment. &quot;Seventy-eight floors below. Over the Second Bestiaries of Alentur. And...&quot; she hesitates.His look is just slightly amazed, his eyes growing a fraction wider as he nods at her.&quot;...and beyond the Blue.&quot; she concludes.And finally, he closes his eyes and smiles.&quot;It is the one we were looking for&quot;, he repeats a couple times. &quot;Sit here, and read it to me. The disturbance has greatly worried the Watchers. Perhaps&quot; here he hands her the book &quot;we shall find its causes in here.&quot;Her long fingers slowly open the cover even before she has fully seated at his desk. Her heartbeat completely out of control, she clears her throat.And she begins reading.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Naathez, post: 1962236, member: 17791"] [CENTER][B]Prelude[/B][/CENTER] All their eyes. She feels all their eyes on her, as she lets the hood fall around her neck and strides, slowly, purposefully, through the study room. Her booted feet softly clacking at every step on the marble floor, her cloak shifting at every movement, she takes her time. "Let them look", she's thinking. "Let them know I did it." Room after room she walks. The ceiling-high shelves, filled to the brim with books, muffle the impatient noise of her uncharacteristically undisciplined stride towards her goal. The smell of musty parchment is so well known to her nostrils, so commonplace in the Library, that she takes no notice as she speeds across the impressive collected knowledge. Finally she reaches the door. Taking a moment to regain her composure, she straightens her robe, and softly knocks. "Come in", says the soft-spoken voice she has heard countless times. As she slowly walks inside the room, closing the door behind her, his eyes never leave the large tome on his bookrest. As so many times before, and with unchanged (and barely hidden) impatience, she quietly stands in a corner of the small study, waiting for his attention. Finally he lifts his face from the yellowing pages, and his grey eyes shift their gaze to hers. His visage is serene, almost stern, as he asks "Has it been found?" Silently she uncovers a smaller tome from the folds of her robe. The leather binding is almost pristine, and barely creaks as she respectfully hands him the book. She allows herself a small smile of satisfaction, seeing his fingers caress the book, tracing the sigil embossed on its cover. "Gaia." he states. "Where was it?" Her heart almost bursts with emotion at recalling the countless times she dreamt of this moment. "Seventy-eight floors below. Over the Second Bestiaries of Alentur. And..." she hesitates. His look is just slightly amazed, his eyes growing a fraction wider as he nods at her. "...and beyond the Blue." she concludes. And finally, he closes his eyes and smiles. "It is the one we were looking for", he repeats a couple times. "Sit here, and read it to me. The disturbance has greatly worried the Watchers. Perhaps" here he hands her the book "we shall find its causes in here." Her long fingers slowly open the cover even before she has fully seated at his desk. Her heartbeat completely out of control, she clears her throat. And she begins reading. [/QUOTE]

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