There was the sound of numerous footsteps. Heels are treading across the floorboards. Their high-pitch voices sounded innocent and pure. Within the room, children were happily arranging books. Their small little hands are organizing hundreds of books piling on a round wooden table. These books were the last ones the pathfinders could find within the lost city of Loren. Watching over the children were two people, one male, and one female.
At the far side of the room, surrounded by rows of high bookcases, one child aimed to emplace a book into the third shelf of a bookcase. However, he couldn't reach it no matter how hard he tried. His eyes turned sullen, and a pout appeared on his lips.
"Having trouble, lad?" A woman spoke gently as she helped the boy place all the books on the shelf.
Beaming, the kid's eyes sparkled. He exclaimed when he recognized the woman. "Thank You-!"
"Shhh..." Placing a hand on her lips, she silenced him.
