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The Burning Sky-4
A man with beard so white and long that it almost touches the ground and dark robe is gazing out from his window. Wrinkles more than normal eyes can count shows just how old he really is at first glance. His eyes are scanning across the water, where blue mountains reside at the far land. He hasn’t see us yet, but he will soon, because that is Malcolm’s great grandfather. “Are you going to greet him first?” “Later, I will. I want to make sure that the book is still in the same shelf or not beforehand.” We get to the library in about five minutes of mortal pace. The hallways are very clear, so we don’t have any problem in getting there as fast as we can at all. The librarian doesn’t even bother glancing at us until we pass her. That’s when she lifts up her eyes and gawks in shock. “Oh My
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