[color:"ff1654"]Jolie handed the book to me.
Please look at it my love, maybe you can read it better than i can...i know you are concerned, but as i have just shown, it can also help, it is not just meant for harm.
I took the book in my hands.
Sudenly i felt the floor lift away, it felt as i was flying...
Everything seemed to rush by me, and disappeared.
What was happening?
I was standing in a chamber, a massive library.
It was full of scrolls, old parchment, tapastries, and books.
I looked around in awe...
What a wonderous place, but where was i?
I looked down, my body was but a mist.
Three knarled old men walked into the room. Each had a staff in their hands.
"We must hide this book" One said.
"If it was come across by the wrong hands, all of humanity will suffer the concequences. If the one we can not speak of finds it, it will no longer be used for healing, and good."
They took the book (It was the same on that Jolie had given me seconds, moments, ages ago, but now much newer)
Again, i felt the floor lift, and agin i was somewhere else.
Here, demons of all sorts, digging, lifting up marble tiles, and destroying what must have been once a beautiful sanctuary.
One screamed in accomplishment.
"I have found something master!!!!"
The demon brought over a urn.
In it were nothing but ashes.
"Let me see" said the other entity. He was covered in a black cloak, you could see nothing of him, though his hands appeared human.
He muttered something under his breath (it sounded like an ancient dialect of elvish) and he was then holding the book that the other three men had hidden and protected some time ago.
"I knew they would use this language, there are very few who still know of it's existance." He roared with laughter.
Although i knew this being had been dead for some time, i could still see the black aura coming off him. This thing was pure evil.
Again swept away.
This time, peace, another temple of some sorts.
I was in a room with many desks, and my kind sitting at them. Working, all of them.
Each had a a quill and parchment, scribing words.
I was drawn to a young male in piticular...
He was writing in symbols, but speaking in elvish as he was doing it.
This elf reached out and touched my spirit, and my mind.
"You have been shown this so you can help humanity release this book from the evil that now binds it. We needed one to save it, and you have been selected from all the centuries of time as the one. Ironic isn't it, the very thing that created you, will now be the downfall of itself. The book must be brought back to a person of good, and you are that person. Do not hide it again, but keep it with you always. After you leave this world, find someone you can trust with your life to leave it with. A dragon might be a good keeper of this, they live longer than anything else on this earth. No one dares go near thier firely lairs, so it will be well protected."
I felt my body begin to fade.
"Mind my words...."
With that, the floor agian fell past me, and everything disappeared.
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[color:"#00CCCC"] I was back with the others...
Everyone was staring at me.
"What just happened" they all almost asked in unison.
I smiled...
"The book is now mine to care for, we have just saved more than you think from that library."
I left it at that. I will explain in my own time, when i have thought this all through a little more, and benn able to absorb everything.
