[h2][color=007236]Stella Herbalem[/color][/h2]

[h3]The Library[/h3]

Stella sighed a bit, wondering if it was a bad thing to be mentally cursing an already dead person. [color=007236][i]"Books here that logically shouldn't... Maybe if she had given that clue to someone that spent more time in a library that would be helpful... but god, I'm a plant girl! What can I do... what shouldn't belong here!"[/i][/color] She sighed as she walked through the stacks, going to the one section of the library that she knew the best, the section on plants.

Stella always had an odd relationship with books. Since they were made from dead trees most of the time, she could still hear their almost silent cries of pain. It was mostly with newer books, since the pages were more likely to be fresh. The older they were, the books were more silent. Sometimes, this aspect of her 'gift' really did bother her. 

Since the surge that day, the faint whisper was a bit louder than usual. She seemed to be still suffering the effects of the surge, and she was sure she wasn't the only one. She looked over a bit and saw that while Tobias was looking around he was sticking a bit close to her. She blushed and smiled to herself, thankful for not only him but for Zaylin as well. She doubted that she could have handled being alone in this library at the moment, while hearing the screams of death. 

Stella finally found the botany section of the library and made a right turn into the stacks. She gently ran her hands along the books and closed her eyes for a moment. She then ran her hands along the books until... [color=007236]"Hello, what's this?"[/color] She felt an odd texture under her hand. It didn't feel like the bookbindings of the text books they used for school. It wasn't even plant as far as she could tell. 

She pulled [url=https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voynich_manuscript]the book[/url] off the shelf and realized that the outside of the book was unmarked. There was no title, no author name, nothing to mark what felt like some sort of animal skin. The book looked and smelled old. As she flipped open, Stella blinked. She flipped through the book and realized that it was entirely in code. [color=007236]"I... I think I found what you mean Amy..."[/color] She opened the book and saw that there were intricate drawings of many plants. It was detailed, more detailed than a book this old should be, she guessed. The pages felt like they were also made of some sort of animal, so it had to be made before paper became the popular book making material. 

Stella knew that she was never going to be able to decode this thing herself. She was fourteen for goodness sake! However, she had a feeling that she should hold onto this book, whatever it was, for now. She closed the book and held onto it before she set on to look further into the library.