In the Dreaming Library (event)
I step through the shrouded halls of the library, tracing my finger across the leather covers of ancient folios. There are countless books here—more than a ROOT.Char.GetWomanMan could read in a lifetime—and my time, both literally and figuratively, is limited, so—
Lost in thought, I collide with someone, nearly losing my balance but catching myself against a shelf. Grunting, I right myself and turn to face my assailant—only to nearly freeze at the sight.
Before me, clothed in the vainest robes imaginable, stands a skeleton, its empty eyeholes only barely torn away from the volume it had been reading by my interruption. It—skeleton.GetSheHe?—sighs, closes the book (The Mighty Magi and the Buxom Maiden: XXI / Love and Death in Asiupoli / Marchers: What do WE Know? / Aversarian Cooking Informational / Fifty Shades of Blood / The Sound of the Air, if the title is to be believed) with a soft clap, gently places it back on the shelf, and raises one bony finger before skeleton.GetHerHis mouth in a silent shushing gesture.
The next moment, the skeleton is gone without a trace.
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