Neen woke again to her grumbling stomach. Sliver was still asleep beside her. She got up and started putting on her clothes. Her neck hurt like hell from sleeping on the lumpy makeshift bed of cushions. It was while she was pulling on her boots when she noticed the ancient book sitting on a desk in the alcove. She kicked Sliver gently to wake him and he sat up with a groan.
"Was that book here before?"
"What book?"
"That one," she said as she hovered over to it and carefully opened it. The writing in it was like nothing she had ever seen. It was in the ancient tongue, or a variant of it at least. The only books or scrolls she had ever seen written in language that old were spell books. This was no spell book yet she could sense a magical aura around it. The book has human sized and Neen did not fancy trying to fly with it through the confines of the library
"I think we better go find Heliodor, he is going to want to see this."