The Book
Maric woke up and noticed that he was covered tightly. As he got out of his bed he noticed that it was very cold. He walked to the window and couldn’t believe his eyes, there was a white powder covering the ground. He ran to Spinner and woke him up. “Hey man what’s your problem?” Spinner you’ll never know what is outside. Get up and look!!!” Spinner got out of bed and walked to the window. His eyes went wide. “What in the world is that??” Never seen anything like this before, the got their clothes on and headed to the town elder. They have visited the elder a lot before. He had a lot of information on hand to read. Books that had information on many things form times long forgotten and mysterious items found in past times. They ran as fast as they could, the cold was slowing them down a bit but they made it to the elder’s house. They walked inside and didn’t see Ragul. The fire was on in the fireplace and many books were scattered all over the place. “Hey, Ragul Are you here?” There was no response. They both walked in more, getting closer to the fire to warm up. They sat down by the fire and looked at some of the books that lay on the floor. “Hmm he must have been up reading these books or something. A History on the Old Arts… Hmm must be about paintings and crafts. What do you think Maric??” Maric just looked up and took the book form Spinner. “Your stupid, it about…” Maric just looked up at Spinner, eye wide open. “What?? What is it about Mr. Know-it-all?”
“Who’s there??” came a voice from the back room. “Who dares enter my home with out my permission?” The boys jumped as the voice came closer. “Ragul, where have you been?” Ragul just walked in the room with out even looking at the boys. He went to the door, closed and locked it. “Boys I have something very important to tell you.”
“Yeah we wanted to talk to you too.” Said Spinner. “Have you looked …” Maric started to say “Yes, yes, yes, the snow. I have seen it all. It all will be explained shortly. Now come with me.” Ragul walked in to another room. Spinner fallowed him but Maric just sat there still looking at the book. When Spinner looked at the book, he just looked at the cover not bothering to look inside. Maric however opened the book and saw the writing. It was in a different language, but he was able to read a bit of it, A History on the Old Arts, the magic within. Maric was more surprised at the fact that he could read it than the fact it was about magic. He has never seen this language before but he could read that small part. He looked through the rest of the book but he couldn’t read any more. “ How can I read the title but not the rest of the book?” “Hey, are you coming or not? Ragul is waiting for us.” Spinner called to Maric from the doorway to the other room. He got up, and put the book in his bag.
“Who’s there??” came a voice from the back room. “Who dares enter my home with out my permission?” The boys jumped as the voice came closer. “Ragul, where have you been?” Ragul just walked in the room with out even looking at the boys. He went to the door, closed and locked it. “Boys I have something very important to tell you.”
“Yeah we wanted to talk to you too.” Said Spinner. “Have you looked …” Maric started to say “Yes, yes, yes, the snow. I have seen it all. It all will be explained shortly. Now come with me.” Ragul walked in to another room. Spinner fallowed him but Maric just sat there still looking at the book. When Spinner looked at the book, he just looked at the cover not bothering to look inside. Maric however opened the book and saw the writing. It was in a different language, but he was able to read a bit of it, A History on the Old Arts, the magic within. Maric was more surprised at the fact that he could read it than the fact it was about magic. He has never seen this language before but he could read that small part. He looked through the rest of the book but he couldn’t read any more. “ How can I read the title but not the rest of the book?” “Hey, are you coming or not? Ragul is waiting for us.” Spinner called to Maric from the doorway to the other room. He got up, and put the book in his bag.