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Magical Soul 
Botros chose this corner specifically, even though the library was quiet and he couldn't see Leo when he walked in with the book under his arm. Now, he took a cozy seat deep into this new room, let his cane drop to the floor and stretched out his legs in front of him as he placed the big book on his lap.
He searched through the pages for that one interesting illustration, but it didn't take him long to find it. In fact, he was staring with hungry eyes at the page, slowly moving his gaze up and down to see if the story was recognizable since the figures were not runes or ancient alphabet.... not one that he recognized anyway.
I The book seemed like it was helping you with your search. The pages flipped swiftly in your hand, as if by a nonexistent breeze, and landed on the page your heart had long-desired. The words and the illustration glowed, showing off and luring you in. Something exceptional about this particular story must be making you
curiouser and curiouser, the book seemed to feed off your attention, seeking more from you. A tiny speckle of light escaped the book, so small you could barely see it, and traveled through air to the old man's forehead, and
POOF! More and more glittering speckles followed suit, just like a harmless show of light to the onlookers.