[h1][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/318085664132562944/734397073641963520/The_Throne_of_Fay.png[/img] Alice Sicilly : Its alive?![/h1]
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Alice would notice the creature. It didn't seem to notice her at the current period and hasty movements would alarm it but she would have enough curiosity in her to check it out. HOWEVER! The first thing that came to mind was to get this steadily warming book off her back. Because not only did it feel uncomfortable, She had the strangest idea in her mind that the book may actually explode on her. And as such self preservation instinct would kick in.


Upon opening the book, it seemed for the most part unchanged. A quick look at that cryptic poem showed it was the same. However, upon turning the page she would notice something there that hadn't been there before. A single, simple word she could make out.

[i]"Hello"[/i]

"H-hello" The Fae said audibly back to it

The word however, quickly faded, and the magical energy within its pages seemed to diminish greatly. 

The quick diminishment of magical energy within it had caused her some alarm. The book had shown some sort of thinking, it was mayhaps her only possible guide in this godforsaken place filled with people she could not trust... Thus the Fae perhaps out of instinct or perhaps calling upon her the knowledge given to her by that disgraceful entity that called itself a goddess. Would begin to pour as much magical energy as she could into the book. To try to give it back the energy to write more.