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[color=#CCCCFF]Location:[/color] Library
[color=#CCCCFF]Grimoire:[/color] N/A
[color=#CCCCFF]Skills:[/color] N/A
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Willow flipped the leather book over in her hands as it whispered to her. Luna didn't seem to be excited about the whispering and squeaked more, as if to get her summoner to ignore the whispering. [color=#CCCCFF]"Just a peek more can't hurt, Luna. It's for research after all~"[/color] Willow went to open the book again and she gasped. 

This was different than earlier. There were voices shrieking from joy as the cover was turned and the book was laid bare. The pages in the journal were blank and rippled like water, with dark shadows shifting beneath it. Even when Luna looked away, the book was seared into her mind and Willow could see it clear as day.  It dripped icy cold liquid down her hands and arms until the eyes opened for only her to see.  

Hundred of them were scattered across the library, warping wood and stone and air alike, pressing in from all sides with a singular focus. They seemed hazy, clouded, but still straining to reach her. The voices returned, quiet, fearful, exhausted, and young:

[i]Help. Us. [/i]

Willow dropped the journal and put her hands over where her eyes would be and screamed as she dropped to the floor. Too many eyes looking at her, too many voices... too much begging! [color=#CCCCFF]"STOP! What do you want from me?!"[/color] She screamed as she felt tears rolling down her face from under her facial coverings at that point. 

Luna fluttered off and started to flitter around the other three of Willow's coven in an upset pattern, trying to get someone's attention. She focused mostly on Cal and Cassie, fluttering in their faces as she tried to get someone to help her mistress, anyone at that point.