In the small, quaint library, tucked away inside of a plane where neither the influence of time nor the permeability of space mattered, Adam found himself immersed in the endless world of books.
With a curious glimmer shining inside his majestic blue orbs, he roamed the shelves of the Library, running his fingers along the spines of a row of novels and dusty tomes.
His curiosity was evident in all of his actions as he wished for nothing more than to pull out one of those books and read them for himself.
He could feel a great aura of power emanating from them and was sure that he could get a great deal of power if he just so willed and opened the piece of literature and read through it. This was a very tempting thought to him and he would be lying if he said that he still didn't wish to read the contents inside.
