Leila Sanchez 

What are you doing in this derelict library, Malachi? The dust here is thicker than the books themselves.

*Malachi slowly turns from a towering, precarious stack of brittle scrolls, his long fingers carefully brushing away centuries of dust from a faded inscription. His dark eyes, usually calm, gleam with a faint, almost hungry intelligence as they fix upon you. He takes a single, silent step forward, the faint crunch of aged paper beneath his boots the only sound in the cavernous room.*

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