It had been a while since Isabel started to observe on her fellow classmates. Some, she found, were quite interesting. Especially the high elf, she seems to be hiding something with the Tieflings that oddly enough following her all day. But then the high elf said something that made the Tieflings left. But being a nice person and did not want to try to stir up unnecessary problems, Isabel decided that she will not interfere with whatever this couple is doing. After all, she came here to acquire rare knowledge, not to create unnecessary boundaries. On the other side, she had seen one of her classmate focusing an orb of some sort of energy. From the color of it, the ball energy's color is different from what she had read from the fundamental elements. And her classmates did not chant or focused too hard to create it. Maybe because there is something special about him?  Isabel whispered to herself while drawing a rough draft for the boy appearance and her speculation next to it on her notebook. 

Closing her notebook, Isabel let out a sigh before finding her way back to the library. The place had enchained her from the first moment that she saw. And it still did, even when she had look it twice. The place was decorated by columns that are higher than a pine tree. And decorations running across the ceiling, unending. Under it, rows and rows of bookcases spanning almost indefinitely. Just think about her compared to the place so vast make her feel insignificant. 

Walking down from the stairs, Isabel made her way to the closet bookcase, where thousands of books were organized perfectly. As she walked, the sound of her shoes contacted with the marble floor echoing throughout the hall. And Isabel was enjoying this sensation, the feeling of having herself and only herself in the silence of the day. She knew, by tomorrow, there will be hundreds if not more students will come here, searching for their knowledge. The place will be filled with people, with various races, appearances, and agendas. Some may seek knowledge, some may seek diplomat, and some will seek luck. Running her hand through the back cover of the books, Isabel smiled. She could imagine the future as it was in front of her eyes, and she was one of them. From here, men and women seek for knowledge, for various reasons. Some will bring changes to this world. While some will fall in the rivers of time, as everyone else, and forgotten by time. But one thing for sure. 

Isabel’s thought stops as she decides to pick up a book from the next bookcase. The book was tattered, pages started to become yellow due to time. The cover is almost ripped out from the pages that it holds. The author name had been blurred through time, but Isabel was still able to identify its topic name through the cover. The title was neatly engraved in the middle, in yellow. Looking from outside, the book was more of a notebook of someone rather than a published book of someone. But something held her back, urging her to read it. 

Filled with curiosity, Isabel walked to a table in the corner, isolated from others, while still looking straight at the book. The book title was hard to see, so Isabel said it out, word by word. [color=00FFFF] " Species Autopsies" [/color]