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墨書 Inktalez
The darkness of the cave enveloped them, the sound of their footsteps echoing, and the air grew increasingly oppressive. Evan's flashlight beam pierced the gloom, illuminating a vast space ahead. This place was completely different from what they had experienced before. There were no damp, cold rocks or dripping cave walls; instead, it was unexpectedly clean and dry. Surrounding them were towering bookshelves, filled with dust and the marks of time, but rather than being crammed with stones or ancient relics, they were lined with thick books that seemed to have slept for ages, waiting to be opened.
"What is this place?" Evan whispered, his gaze wandering in this world that was entirely unlike the outside. "I've never seen anything like it. It’s a cave, but it feels... like a library?"
Elf walked ahead, its ears perked up in alertness, clearly more cautious than Evan. It surveyed the surroundings with a serious expression. "I've never seen a place like this either," it murmured, its tail swaying gently. "But I know this place is not simple. Look at those books; they must be more than just ordinary books."
Evan paused for a moment and turned to Elf. "Are you saying there's something special about these books?" He approached the nearest shelf and reached out to touch the thick layer of dust. The texture was peculiar; it felt as if this dust had accumulated for a long time, steeped in history. "But they look like regular books; there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with them."
Elf shook its head lightly. "Don't you think they seem a bit out of place? How could these books be so well-preserved in an underground cave? And have you noticed the covers? Some look worn and tattered, while others appear almost brand new. This isn’t coincidental."
After hearing this, Evan couldn't help but scrutinize the books as well. Indeed, their appearances varied greatly; some covers were completely faded, with yellowing pages that were beginning to peel away, while others looked remarkably fresh, as if they had just been printed. What puzzled him even more was the seemingly random arrangement of the shelves; they appeared haphazardly placed yet carried an unspoken sense of order.
"You’re right," Evan frowned, a question forming in his mind. "Why is this happening?"
Elf didn’t respond immediately; it lowered its head in thought for a moment before suddenly pointing with its claw at one of the book covers. The cover was adorned with a deep purple gem that emitted a faint glow.
"Look at this book," Elf said, its voice tinged with tension. "These gems may seem unremarkable, but they could be part of some crucial mechanism."
Evan took down the book and gently ran his fingers over the gem on the cover. Indeed, the surface felt warm, as if it possessed some guiding energy. He pressed the gem lightly, and suddenly he felt the weight of the book change as if he had triggered some mechanism.
"What’s happening?" Evan exclaimed in surprise as the book emitted a low humming sound. The cover slowly opened to reveal strange symbols and patterns inside.
Elf leaned closer, its ears standing straight up and its eyes alert. "These symbols... seem to be some ancient language," it whispered. "I’ve never seen these characters before."
Evan gazed at the ancient symbols, his mind filled with confusion. His intuition told him that this book was more than just a book; every page, every word seemed to conceal some unknown secret.
"We need to find more clues," Evan's gaze became resolute. He understood that this book was only the beginning, and the real secrets might lie deep within this library.
The two continued along the shelves, and Evan opened several books, but the contents of each were either blurred or filled with incomprehensible symbols. Frustration began to creep in; it seemed that none of the books could provide him with any substantial help. Yet, a deep-seated impulse within him urged him not to give up.
"Why do all these books have no useful information?" Evan murmured in disappointment.
Elf glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Don't you find the arrangement of these books strange? They seem deliberately placed, and some appear to be hinting at something."
"Hints?" Evan looked at him in confusion. "What do you mean?"
Elf pointed to a few books on the shelves that stood out distinctly. "Look, in the most prominent position on the shelf, there are a few special books. Their covers have gems embedded in them and even glimmer slightly under the light. Don’t you think these books are a bit too conspicuous? If they were just ordinary books, how could they have such elaborate designs?"
Following Elf's direction, Evan indeed noticed that a few books in the center of the shelf emitted a faint glow. While the surrounding volumes had faded into obscurity over time, those particular books appeared strikingly vibrant, as if imbued with some extraordinary power.
"Are you saying these books have special significance?" Evan asked, a spark of realization flickering in his eyes.
Elf nodded. "I bet they are keys to deeper secrets. We need to open them and see what they hide inside."
Evan approached the special books and carefully pulled one from the shelf, opening it to the first page. The cover bore no text, only an ancient design. As he turned to the second page, he suddenly felt dizzy; strange words began to materialize on the pages, and then they became clear as if awakened by some mysterious force.
"Look, what is this?" Evan exclaimed excitedly, pointing at the text on the page.
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