(I hate to say it, but the above post was very confusing for me to read and I'm not sure I followed it entirely. I'll reply as best as I can. It's also NOT how most other RPs are written. We don't have a "voice-over", for one thing. And no one calls a bookstore by that name, I'm sorry.)

Cyrus was the father of the family but he was also in charge of the bookstore. The year was 1980, although one couldn't guess it by the appearance of the quaint little English town outside. He ran the store with his family and intended to pass it down to his son, just as his father had done for him years ago. 

He had recently acquired a book from a dealer, one which was supposed to have been magic. Based on the age of the materials and the stylistic influences, it was certainly written no later than the 1500s, one of the last books to be handwritten in Europe after the invention of the printing press. Whether or not it was magic was unclear, but if people wanted to believe it, so much the better. Little did Cyrus know, it was.