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I pulled it our and read the cover 'Incwadi nezilo' "Hey guys check it out." I proceeded to an empty desk and placed the book on top. "What the hell does that mean?" said Jordan with a dumbstruck look on his face, well everyones face was like that. "Can't you guys read?" We all snapped our heads to Macey. "Mace, what does this say?" asked Bruce. "The Book of Dragons." she replied, I knew she was the true one, or she just know how to read this language. "What language is this Mace?" Will, asked looking from her to the book then back to her.

I scolded myself and groaned, thinking that perhaps entering Ash's room wasn't the wisest of all ideas. I forced myself to turn around and shift my gaze to the bookshelf. Figuring that something light to read in Ash's room would help me kill the boredom, I started going through some of the old books he kept there. I gently pulled out a few volumes that looked somewhat ancient and placed them on the table. Two of those books were written in some strange language that resembled a series of long lines and patterns more than any kind of known alphabet. I delicately placed those books back on the shelf, but once I did, something fell from between the pages...

What she told is not enough to do anything in this dual. " Why are you giving up? We need to help her." Kassidy argued. " I told you I can't read it. I only know the basic in this language. It's an ancient language created by the original witches. I may have been powerful but that doesn't mean I know every language. This isn't going to work. We need to do something other than spending time in the library." Lydia frowned and walked away from the bookshelf. " There will be something useful here. Iam going to search for any books in English. I won't leave until I find it. There's no use in walking away." I told and searches in the pile of books to find any words in English.

I asked, staring at the guy, finding it hard to focus when all my mind wanted to do was to find a way to interpret the big brown book I had hidden in my wardrobe. When I had opened the book last night after pumping myself up with brave simple words, I had found out that the book was written in a language I didn’t know of. There was no English anywhere, nor were there any familiar languages there. I had literally snapped them off the pages and searched its language context online. Nothing had come up. Zero results. It was as if the book had fallen from heaven, since it had no translations here on earth.

I muttered, flipping the first few pages of the book. The words in the book were barely visible, making me squint my eyes deeply before I could glance through I read out, dragging the last word. “A woman great in spirit,” I muttered, translating what I read. “Hmm, ancient Greek,” I chuckled. As I flipped through the pages of the book, I discovered something rather shocking, all the words were written in ancient language. “I sighed, rubbing my forehead slowly. “This will be difficult,” I added. Although I was taught ancient languages as a princess, I had barely completed my studies before the attack on my pack.

Tonight we saw two more of the langureages our leading lady and her dragon speak. FRENCH "Ne me croignez pas petite flamme" Do not fear me little flame This makes one wonder how much Murdok might actually understand about what Rori may or may not be.... RUSSIAN "teper' tebe ne nuzhno naklonyat'sya" Now you dont need to bend over "velikey drakon dzhentl'men" The great dragon is a gentlemen

With secrets. At the center stood a pedestal. And on that pedestal, a book. Bound in material I didn't recognize. Covered in symbols that predated modern wolf language. Pulsing with power that resonated with my mark like perfect harmony. I approached carefully. Extended Eclipse senses. Analyzed for traps. Dangers. Corruptions. Found none. Just invitation. Just welcome. Just certainty that this was meant for me. For this moment. For this exact circumstance. I opened the book. Found text that shifted. Adapted. Transformed from ancient language into modern words as I read. Divine magic making knowledge accessible across time. Across generations. Across evolution of language itself.

Holding tightly onto the book, he walked back to his bedroom. "Here…" He said as he opened up the book. It was filled with writings of the Moon language. "Can you read this?" Roman asked, with a frown on his face. "Where did you get this?" She asked, glancing at the book in one second and then she glanced back at Roman. "My grandfather used to teach me the Moon Language when I was little. Unfortunately, my sister never got to learn." Roman explained. "Read this." He ordered and stretched the book toward her.

I asked as she raised her head a bit higher. "Yes, ma'am!" Her voice resonated through the hall and I nodded before turning to Booker who had his eyes on me. "Booker, my son can speak french but Italian is a laguange we use a lot around here, can you teach him the basics!" He responded with a think "yes, ma" too and I finally moved to Sonya. My voice softened.

Gradually appeared an inscription on the page that was written in an ancient script. "These are ancient characters for Dragon Language," Draco said slowly. “How could a book that written in Dragon language be here? Are there other dragons around here?" asked Astrid with her mouth hanging open at the thought of the possibility. "I do not know. We can't be sure. Come on, let's check this book. This paper told me to read what is written to bring out the contents of the book,” said Draco. "Then what are you waiting for? Do it, Draco. Cast the spell," said Astrid in support.