Wicked
Looking around at the semi dusty room, Merlia was left in complete awe.
Wonder could not be described by what she was feeling from knowing that this was not just any room, to her it felt precious. A long-forgotten placed caused by many events to take place.
In truth, this room truly felt magical.
Tucking the letter gently into her black cardigan pocket as to avoid damaging it, Merlia turned to her left to see the table containing books.
Some books as Merlia guessed were to do with magic thanks to the old symbols that could be seen on the spines of the books, sadly some she could not understand what they said as they were old dated.
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