Open [Valkallah Library]I Just Wanna Learn!!!![Lynx]

[Shane Wallsly]

Shane had been walking among the Riverfallians for several days now and he was starting to wonder about the city. It was such a wonderful paradise that he wished to know how it had come to be this way. What grand battles had taken place to turn the city into the wonder it was now. There was actually a very long list of things he would quite like to know about the city besides such as who was in charge, how it was run, who were there enemies and much more. He wanted, no he needed, to acclimatise to the city. He needed to know as much as the average citizen did. He truly, truly wanted to be a Riverfallian.

And the best place to do that was clearly the library! So he had asked someone where the library was and set off for it. They had told him it was completely free and accesable by everyone. Wow! The library in Syliras had been for the Knighthood only. The closest collection of books to that had been the store he had worked in; The Undeniable Interests. Most of the books there had just been fairy-tales Avira had written down though so not much information.

Shane entered the quiet library stealthily. He was not here to steal or ninja about but the quiet for some reason just made him want to creep. He didn't want to make even the slightest sound to break the lulling quiet of the library. He was, however, completely stunned by the rows and rows of books on the shelves. He could sit here for hours, days, months, years! He could learn and learn and learn about everything. He could see archways and multiple levels to even more books. He was awestruck and suddenly very lost. What kind of order were the books in? How would he find his way around? He couldn't see any signs. He needed to find some kind of librarian right away!

[Lynx]

Lynx sighed softly as she sat back into her chair, her violet hues watching the book sitting in front of her form for a moment. It was her diary and she had been attempting to write something into it with no success and so the blank pages stared up at her once more. She had wanted to write something about Hypnotism, but in truth, she hadn’t used it much since her last entry. The woman didn’t want to write about it too often, for fear that she would sink further and further into using it. Although, she could clearly remember the last time that she had used it and the whispers that soon followed. She had a feeling that it was the thrill of the power when it had effectively sank into the person’s mind. She glanced at her hands which were resting softly against the wooden desk top on either side of her open diary. She had a feeling though, that it only worked so well and for a limited time only, because of the person’s own will and how… Flexible it was. However, she wouldn’t know that for sure until she continued to use it, to delve more into it, something that she was afraid of doing.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of losing her mind, she was more afraid of over doing it. If only after a little use she felt tired, what if she kept pushing beyond that? What would happen then? Would she die all over again even though she didn’t know exactly how she died the first time, seeing as her previous life was still off limits to herself. How could she still not have any memory of her previous life? Of her Konti life? One of her hands lifted to yank through her white locks, her hues focused upon the shimmering pastel colours of the scales that were upon the back of her remaining pale hand that was still upon the desk. It was frustrating to the Lethafal knowing that no matter how hard that she tried, it was virtually impossible for her to reach into her memory and pull forth the ones from her past life. It was as if there was a wall within her own mind, a wall that she couldn’t budge and it grated upon her nerves. It made her want to scatter her diary, quill and vial of ink from the desk and onto the floor. The hand within her hair, grasped the white strands pulling at it, while the hand upon the desk simply balled up into a fist.

Breathe, she reminded herself and she slowly inhaled, drawing in the that sweet oxygen and exhaled. Once more, she told herself and she drew in another lungful of air, feeling the oxygen expand her lungs. This time she counted, one… two… three… Then she exhaled, one… two… three… Once she reached three, she relaxed the fingers of her hands and she settled the hand that was in her hair, back upon the top of the desk, where the palms were then pressed against the surface. It was strange that anger had taken hold within, for she was normally quite the quiet type, unlikely to lash out at anyone. Lynx lifted her gaze to view the quiet library, a place where she normally spent her time. It allowed her to think with her own thoughts for the quiet helped, but she still couldn’t shake the familiarity of the pages that she felt under her fingers whenever she was copying or reading a book. It was then however that she spotted a man with dark hair and pale blue eyes looking a little lost. Perhaps if she helped someone, it might help ease her impatience, she thoughts to herself as she closed her journal and gathered her things up into her arms. Finally, she began to cross the floor to approach him and she attempted to have light footsteps so then to not disturb the quiet library. Upon reaching him, she offered him a smile, ”Hello, I hope everything is alright, perhaps there is something that I can assist you with?”

OOCDon’t forget the date Wallsy! Uh anything between the 20th and 75th is fine with me. However the only date that is off limits between those two dates is day 43.
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