Scroll Reading Novels & Stories

I leaned in closer, focusing my eyes on the scroll, trying to make sense of its mysterious writings. "I sense something," I whispered, filled with wonder. "It's like the words are alive, whispering secrets that my mind can't grasp yet." The old woman nodded, her gaze intense. "Yes, Marco," she confirmed, understanding in her voice. "The powers within this scroll are awakening. They respond to your presence, drawing from your energy and connecting with your natural curiosity." As I looked at the scroll, anticipation filled the air. The old woman began softly chanting, her words flowing like a beautiful song. The atmosphere in the room changed, with the lights flickering and then going out, le

Walk to a higher place, the rooftop of the school. The wind is blowing quite strongly. The school roof was wide, there was no one else there except Sihan and one other person, Carol. The girl fearlessly stood at the end of the building. Lean against the safety fence. Sihan gathered all the courage to walk towards the girl in front of him slowly. There was no change, Carol did not react at all to the arrival of him who lined up beside her now. Her eyes fixed on the trees in the back garden of the school. No one don't know what she saw or tried to find. “Is there any news yet?" he asked.

I blow out a short, frustrated breath, tipping my head back, rolling my head side to side. As if rewarding my hard work, the second file decrypts, a chill runs down my spine before I even click it open. I hold my breath as I do, leaning forward as the light from the screen bites my eye balls. Clicking it open, the letters roll out, running to the bottom of the screen, rolling even further down, disappearing where my eyes can see them. I quickly start scrolling, hoping to catch the end. It’s endless. My stomach tightens as I return to the beginning.

The moment the voice finished speaking, the entire bus erupted into applause. I flinched, my eyes darting around the space. *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-69c69473-7df0-8330-bd95-199dfa0b7001-0" data-testid="conversation-turn-14" data-scroll-anchor="true" data-turn="assistant">

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Yet in the end he still left her behind. *]:pointer-events-auto [content-visibility:auto] supports-[content-visibility:auto]:[contain-intrinsic-size:auto_100lvh] R6Vx5W_threadScrollVars scroll-mb-[calc(var(--scroll-root-safe-area-inset-bottom,0px)+var(--thread-response-height))] scroll-mt-[calc(var(--header-height)+min(200px,max(70px,20svh)))]" dir="auto" data-turn-id="request-69f2162a-de80-83ea-a8d0-58e8ebf1f510-6" data-turn-id-container="request-69f2162a-de80-83ea-a8d0-58e8ebf1f510-6" data-testid="conversation-turn-134" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="assistant">

But I wasn't done yet. “That is not all,” I said, trying to get back their attention. “The words on the scroll are invisible to others, but not to the one true alpha. So, if you don't mind, then let's have Eric read out the words from the scroll. I'm sure it's not a big deal,” I turned to face him. “Or is it?”

Even blind, perhaps he still knew. *]:pointer-events-auto R6Vx5W_threadScrollVars scroll-mb-[calc(var(--scroll-root-safe-area-inset-bottom,0px)+var(--thread-response-height))] scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="81e945aa-cbae-442d-9886-78cbb4c70d9e" data-testid="conversation-turn-3" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-turn="user">

She clicked on the article and waited impatiently for it to finish loading so she would be able to see the picture clearly. When the entire article unwrapped, she quickly scrolled down to the part that had pictures since that was all that seemed important to her as of now. She passed the page with the picture because of how fast she was scrolling down, so she instantly scrolled back up and stopped at the page with the picture. A frown settled on her face when she saw the pictures, and she tried squinting her eyes to see the picture clearly but it was useless, because the picture was blurry, it looked like a picture of two people in a park, but none of their face was showing in the pictures.