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Finding the magical library upstairs had been enough to ruffle Zelgadiss' outward calm, enough to stir the embers of hope within his heart, that he might find something of use.
Here of all places, surely.
Surely.
There is a chimera on the couch by the fire this afternoon, working his way steadily (with almost feverish intensity in his concentration) through a towering stack of books that can only be described as tomes. A forgotten glass of red wine sits at his elbow.
(ETAOOC: Running to class now. Will return and pick up any new tags afterwards! <3<3<3)
Here of all places, surely.
Surely.
There is a chimera on the couch by the fire this afternoon, working his way steadily (with almost feverish intensity in his concentration) through a towering stack of books that can only be described as tomes. A forgotten glass of red wine sits at his elbow.
(ETAOOC: Running to class now. Will return and pick up any new tags afterwards! <3<3<3)