As the hollow wind blew outside his house, Aaric softly sipped his warm white tea. He was calmly reading a book assigned to him earlier that day. Apparently, it wasn’t particularly interesting. To Aaric, the book invested too much of its value in its characters rather than on literary mechanisms for conveying its meaning.

[color=FAEBD7]“It’s a shame,”[/color] Aaric thought as he began to finish the last of the words, [color=FAEBD7]“this book had so much potential wasted on the characters.”[/color] Aaric placed the plain porcelain teacup onto an colorless plate located on the table in front of him. With both hands clasped onto the weighty edges of the book, closed it, and then placed the heavy object upon the same table. Unsatisfied by the supposed emptiness of the book he had just read, Aaric got up from his chair and slid across his large library with his cotton socks. With a hard stop, he reached to an pale rollable ladder. As he reached out to climb the ladder, he stopped for a moment to take a look around the room.

The library was immaculately clean and sterile. Other than the dark-colored books that sat on the shelves, the room was white and sparse. Practically, the only actual furniture was the pearly set in the center of the room: A geometric table, a cushy armchair, and a small tall vase which needed its wilting gladiolus to be replaced. It was always here that Aaric would read his books.

After looking around the room for a second, Aaric finally climbed the ladder and then browsed the shelf for anything that piqued his interest. If nothing in the vicinity was to his satisfaction, he would kick off to another section of the wall. Suddenly, it struck him that he was assigned two essays, one on researching the meanings of mythological creatures in literature and an argumentative on artificial intelligence. Deftly, Aaric propelled the ivory ladder to the appropriate locations, picking book after book and placing each one into a compartment located on the side of the ladder. Satisfied, Aaric climbed down the ladder and began transferring the many books to the central table.

As he placed down the last book onto the table, he had an odd feeling. He looked back to where the ladder was. He missed a book. He glided to the ladder and then in one motion picked up the book as he stopped. He motioned to glide back, but he paused. He didn’t remember taking this book down, or having this book in the library for that matter. Out of curiosity, Aaric rested the book onto his forearm and opened it up to read it.

[color=FAEBD7]“Fascinating,”[/color] Aaric whispered. Inside, the contents contained unknown creatures paired with strange hieroglyphics. In addition, the pictures were exquisitely drawn, almost to the point that they popped out of the book. Aaric slowly shuffled towards chair instinctually. Aaric quickly flipped through the pages to see if there was any language he could read. None at all. A small ring of light formed around him. Aaric sighed softly, still fixated on the book. Although this might count as being a somewhat scientific book, Aaric was always a sucker for lor-

Immediately, Aaric began sinking into a small ring of light. Shocked, the only thing Aaric could do was clasp the book to his chest and dart his head around. In seconds, Aaric was consumed by the light, leaving no trace that Aaric had been pulled into another dimension.

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