<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=46369.msg2223465#msg2223465">Quote from: Myrleena on 11-09-2009, 22:36:49</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Sylria</strong>, Library [Sylria]<br/><br/>Curious, I get up and start investigating the organization of the books, and which ones the fingerprints were near.  This seemed very odd, but despite my exhaustion, I just couldn't imagine sleeping just yet.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>The fingerprints look to have belonged to a child, or some other smallish being. Here and there they were hesitant, as if deciding what book to read, but in other places there were drawings in the dust. Little happy faces, or crude butterflies.<br/><br/>Though the books were written on many different subjects, they seemed to be well ordered; there were treatises on the history of many different things, and books to explain life through Dementlieu science. Many of the books were printed, and they were often decorated with with carved, wood block prints. They were all exquisite, but it would take months or more to fully appreciate the entire library. The room is easily forty by thirty feet, long and wide, and it's tall shelves must hold several thousand volumes upon them.<br/><br/>Following the trail of fingerprints, however, Sylria does stumble on a very peculiar book. The cracked, leather spine reads,<span class="bbc_u">Fairytales of Dementlieu.</span>More peculiar, though, is the fact that a word appears to be written in the dust of the spine. If she inspects it, she can make out the following letters: J...U...S...T; there seems to be the start of another letter. The trail of the small finger drags away from the book, across the dust of several close books, and then disappears altogether