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Magic Less Rebellion ( chapter 13)
chapter 13 : secret of library
Owen and Arielle stood at the entrance of a grand library, its towering shelves filled with books that held the knowledge and secrets of centuries. The scent of aged parchment and ink permeated the air, lending an aura of wisdom to the room. As they stepped inside, their eyes widened in awe at the vastness of the collection before them.
Arielle's gaze darted from shelf to shelf, her eyes filled with a hunger for knowledge. She had always been drawn to the written word, seeking solace and answers within the pages of books. The library was her sanctuary, a place where she could delve into the depths of her curiosity.
Owen, too, marveled at the grandeur of the library, but his attention was momentarily diverted by the sight of Arielle. There was an undeniable spark in her eyes, a radiance that mirrored the excitement he felt in his own heart. In that moment, he saw her not just as a skilled warrior, but as a woman filled with passion and intellect.
As they navigated the labyrinth of shelves, Owen couldn't help but be captivated by Arielle's presence. Her graceful movements and unwavering determination were a testament to her character. He admired her ability to maintain a sense of composure amidst...
Owen and Arielle stood at the entrance of a grand library, its towering shelves filled with books that held the knowledge and secrets of centuries. The scent of aged parchment and ink permeated the air, lending an aura of wisdom to the room. As they stepped inside, their eyes widened in awe at the vastness of the collection before them.
Arielle's gaze darted from shelf to shelf, her eyes filled with a hunger for knowledge. She had always been drawn to the written word, seeking solace and answers within the pages of books. The library was her sanctuary, a place where she could delve into the depths of her curiosity.
Owen, too, marveled at the grandeur of the library, but his attention was momentarily diverted by the sight of Arielle. There was an undeniable spark in her eyes, a radiance that mirrored the excitement he felt in his own heart. In that moment, he saw her not just as a skilled warrior, but as a woman filled with passion and intellect.
As they navigated the labyrinth of shelves, Owen couldn't help but be captivated by Arielle's presence. Her graceful movements and unwavering determination were a testament to her character. He admired her ability to maintain a sense of composure amidst...
