07-02-2019, 08:42 AM
(07-01-2019, 08:59 PM)achroma Wrote:(07-01-2019, 06:29 PM)Lost Rinoah Wrote: Sa'Nadil holds up one of feizel's cards from her person momentarily before placing it on the small wooden end-table next to the cheap couch. It's padded but mostly wood. the room is rather unfurnished aside, there's a small metal box inset into one wall through which flames and electrical arcs wind and writhe. Visible through the small slits in it's surface. though it appears there's a clear cover over it as well. a small enclave to the left of the entrance is a small enclave with a small kitchenette. and to the right a set of bookcases and a door that is currently visible but could easily be hidden by the bookcases. The bookcases are covered in books, but none of them are familiar... And yet they all seem to be a single set. numbering from 0x(?) through 128. Only a number is written on the binding of all of them, and they are well sorted by such number. Although the 'first' three marked 2-0x, 1-0x, and B-0x in that order is odd, right before the one labeled merely one (1). Their binding is white and almost leather-like in appearance. Seems to have a minor reflective quality to it too, but it doesn't actually reflect any light. It's as if they are producing light somehow, but only from odd angles, and without casting light on anything else.
Sa'Nadil nods calmly now. "Feel free to relax on the couch while I get this all done." After washing her hands, she quickly pulled out some pre sliced mushrooms of a couple different types from the small freezer, and merely tosses them into a frying pan she had quickly smacked down onto the small stove. Along with a chunk of butter. Sliding some awkward looking gloves on as she preps up some meat for the meal and lets it start searing. She'll probably be distracted for a minute or two now, focused unless feizel gets/keeps her talking.
“I think I’ll do some reading in the mean time... not the one to sit around idely...”
Feizel would quietly get up from the couch and make his way over to the bookshelf, and pull off the first three, oddly numbered, books from the shelf and swiftly return back to the couch, examining the cover of the premier book in the series, before turning to its first pages
The front text is written in an unknown tongue for a moment. Though it suddenly shifts before you until you are able to read it in your most comfortable tongue. Pre-Historia; Eyes of blue. Turning to the first pages, it appears to be a dry description of every single moment of passing in another realm. Or rather, the recording of time before time even was, in another realm. Although even at the start a name is mentioned, it does not describe what there is to that name yet. 'Sandrise'. Beyond the concept of the creation of time itself as it is known in the realm that goes on un-namedstill... It is literally a complete record of everything within it's marked period. It would probably take months if not years(possibly hundreds, or more) to absorb everything inside even a single one of these tomes. As the pages do not stop. It seems impossible, even if you attempt to start on the last page, you can still turn to the next page... And yet then you'd only find yourself holding the next vollume, with the previous settled where the one you now hold should be. Yet there must be an end. For the last book on the shelf has not suddenly gained another volume beyond it.