Scrolling Books Romane & Geschichten

There is an invisible wall which is acting like a barrier between us and Darius. Power is vibrating around him like the sun emits sun rays. The books are absorbing his power like that is their food. Slowly each book starts to shimmer. Then each one of them starts to glow from inside. Then the weirdest stuff happens. All the books open up and the spells inside them come to life. They move in the air like a wave. One by one the spells start to leave the library and come straight towards us. We duck and they bypass us and move outside the house.

Peeking around the room, I ensure no one is in sight. Climbing onto the chair next to the bookshelf, I run my fingers along the spines of the books. Jessica told me that it would be the one with no writing. Finally, I find it. An old tattered book that has clearly been looked through a thousand times. Standing on my tiptoes, I carefully pull the book off the shelf and slide down onto the chair.

Nova yelled. Nova kept scattering the room with everything she had in her. She advanced to his shelf and pulled it down, scattering every book in it. Suddenly, a brown rusty book fell and it caught her attention. She glared at the book, having a little spark in her heart as she glared at the book. She slowly picked up as her gaze narrowed upon the book. Her instincts flared as her gaze remained fixated upon the book.

After that he stood and left me in the room. Now barely an hour later he sends me a trunk full of books. Ella moved to stand behind me and I could hear her sharp intake of breath when her eyes landed on the books. "They're beautiful, right?" Ella only nodded her head and leaned down to touch the spines of one of the books. They weren't really books to be precise, well they were books but not really big ones, almost like journals, just bigger and fresher. The covers were embossed in a beautiful flower pattern, each color having a flower of its corresponding color on it.

The smells that filled my nose were heaven all these paper pages filled the room with the faint smell of ink lingering. As my eyes scanned along the perfectly carved shelves that housed them, so many different shades of colors were on the spines none had names probably rubbed off over the years of use. there were large solid wood tables with comfortable looking chairs that were strategically placed threw out. It was like a whole library was picked up and placed 900ft in the sky straight out of a Harry Potter film. As my eyes surveyed the room some more I could see books open and their pages were flipping all by them selves, when I peaked passed one of the shelves I seen books putting themsel

Though the writings were a cursive one and all written in ink, all she could feel was defeat when she could hardly understand what each book was about. Only the picture in the books seems interesting enough with its colour schemes and story saying that made it worthwhile. As she walks past the shelves, walking down the red-carpeted floor that just fits the marble wall interior, Rosa found herself at the end of the room with a long, rectangular marble table. Rolls of paper, documents and books, huge books, old books, opened and covered with dust.

As soon as she was in, she held unto a raft, trying to regulate her breathing. Control! She stared at her shaking hands, knowing that this was her body's own way of interfering with whatever he was doing to her. For someone who had decided to make this strictly business, her heart was raging against the prison she had kept it. Minutes later, she laid on their bed with a book in her hand. The first time Leonidas had seen it, he had asked questions. "What are those?" "Books." "What are books?" "It is a thing of the Old world. It is more or less a collection of scrolls in this time except all this.... Scrolls, have a purpose."

"Look!" Prince Roman raised an eyebrow curiously, peering over at Celine's shoulder. He could see what she was pointing at. There were several large crates filled to the brim with scrolls, and several piles of papers lying on top of each crate. "Those must be the books you've been searching for." He commented. "Have they given any indication as to what they contain?" "I'm not sure. Most of them don' t make any sense. They're just blank pages with words scribbled down on the edges." She stated in puzzlement.

It looks so ordinarily as if there is nothing wrong that is happening He then walked out of his spot and guide me to the direction of the entrance of the exclusive chamber where different kind of books and treasured scrolls are hidden inside that library And what surprised me the most is the mechanism that occur when I stepped on the center of the library, suddenly a glowing light was show before us

Chapter — The Mothers of the Castle Aella POV Apparently, the castle could sense urgency. And desperation. Because the moment the thought fully formed in my mind—we need help, we need answers, we need to be ready—the library reacted. Books began moving. At first it was only one shelf. Then another. Then an entire section of the room shifted with elegant precision. Volumes slid free on their own, scrolls unrolled in midair, ladders glided across rails, and stacks of books floated from distant corners toward me like determined birds.