"Arcan Shrines?"
Moulin's eyes squinted a bit, and drew his face closer to the book, pulling it nearer. The writing glowed the moment he said the words, making him freeze in surprise. It felt as though it understood him.
Silver eyes blinked in curiosity. It could not possibly get any stranger than this...
Moulin carefully caressed the pages as carefully as he could. The scriptures glowed wherever his fingers touched, sliding under the lines of ancient writing. Moulin read them unhurriedly. His silver eyes followed every word and sketch, imagining the information in his mind.
Unconsciously, he began turning the pages, absorbing every piece of information. Immersed in the hidden knowledge, the youth finally found himself on the last page, reading the last word. The finger he used to trace the writings abruptly paused.
Huh...
