A young woman enters a dark, dank room dimly lit by a lone candle. The candle flickers as she walks past it to kneel at an ancient wooden chest. It creaks as it opens and she pulls out a large leather bound book which has seen the passing of many generations. After walking to the table she gingerly places the book down and blows off a thin veil of dust. The enchanted woman reaches out tentatively and hesitates before opening the book, for it contains great secrets of the ages. At last she opens the volumes of magick and stares in wonder at the spells inked onto the pages....
The scent of an archaic wooden chest, a large leather book, and the tattered pages contained therein.
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