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Aeon climbed the ladder and pulled an old tome from the top shelf, shaking off the spider webs and dust before slowly making her way down and finding an empty table on the library's second floor. It was her personal favorite table, designed to seat three tucked in a little alcove between a bookshelf and a big window, meaning it had tons of light and books within easy reach.
Of course, they were all books about things she wasn't personally interested in, but being pressed against a vintage copy of Gray's Anatomy was still pretty fun. She set the book down on the table and flipped it open to the first page, reading about the knowledge within.
It was a botanical book, an old one about the magical properties of fairly common plants. She didn't have class or anything given that is was the summer, but the library was still filled with students quietly talking or frantically studying for their summer courses. She felt bad for them. Or, she would.
A small smile wormed its way onto her features.
The unicorn turned a page sliding one of her twin tails off her shoulder and leaning over to pour over the book.
Her reason for choosing this corner was of course its sun and its solitude from the rest of the library, because Unicorns tended to have this little... quirk. Because every part of a unicorn was magic rich, they glistened sweetly in the sunlight, no matter their form. While it was sometimes entrancing and sometimes annoying to whomever saw it, it always marked her as a unicorn.
A magical, magical unicorn.
But she didn't want to think about that. All she wanted to think about was the properties of the Juglans nigra, which could apparently be used for truth serums.
Aeon climbed the ladder and pulled an old tome from the top shelf, shaking off the spider webs and dust before slowly making her way down and finding an empty table on the library's second floor. It was her personal favorite table, designed to seat three tucked in a little alcove between a bookshelf and a big window, meaning it had tons of light and books within easy reach.
Of course, they were all books about things she wasn't personally interested in, but being pressed against a vintage copy of Gray's Anatomy was still pretty fun. She set the book down on the table and flipped it open to the first page, reading about the knowledge within.
It was a botanical book, an old one about the magical properties of fairly common plants. She didn't have class or anything given that is was the summer, but the library was still filled with students quietly talking or frantically studying for their summer courses. She felt bad for them. Or, she would.
A small smile wormed its way onto her features.
The unicorn turned a page sliding one of her twin tails off her shoulder and leaning over to pour over the book.
Her reason for choosing this corner was of course its sun and its solitude from the rest of the library, because Unicorns tended to have this little... quirk. Because every part of a unicorn was magic rich, they glistened sweetly in the sunlight, no matter their form. While it was sometimes entrancing and sometimes annoying to whomever saw it, it always marked her as a unicorn.
A magical, magical unicorn.
But she didn't want to think about that. All she wanted to think about was the properties of the Juglans nigra, which could apparently be used for truth serums.
