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Everything had changed. Not for the fact of her being alive now, but yes, deep down in her heart, Chytrhea knew very well, she owned them her life. If they had not found her in time, only the Gods knew what could have happened to her by now. And even if at first glace they may seem strange, she did found in them an odd familiarity feeling, and as far as she was concerned, her senses mostly were not wrong. It has not been so long since they got to Riven, her wound slowly dispersing surely, even with a tiny bruise and a sore feeling remaining, Chytrhea smiled across the room.
Her study was still a mess, like a tornado had passed by and plenty books were found scattered the floor, some old maps across the once-being desk of hers, as Chytrhea let out a sigh to pass her lips, before turning to Ash. Her facial expression turned to a worried one, mixed feelings kept taking form inside of her. Her hand held a very thick book, allowing her index finger to line the words reading in her mind the words, just to find herself moments later throwing it to the ground.
" I sincerely think this will take a long time. Sometimes, my memory tends to betray me. You have to bear with me." Chytrhea's tone of voice was a soft, yet calm one while speaking for Ash, continuing to look for a certain book down in her study. Only if, her personality could be better at organising things, the situation could be not so compromised. Chytrhea was indeed one of the kind of Avian. She may not have been self-organised, but as her father had told her on various occasions, she was no quitter. No matter what. Self esteem was probably one of the strongest assets found in her, along with the spirit which was laying within her.
However, the search continued inside her study, in the attempt of find the Black Book, that may or may not hold the information needed by them; it was only a matter of time. Chytrhea's hand lifted another book, stepping to one side of the room closer to dim light coming from the lamp and settled the book down. Her eyes fallowed carefully the words, turning some pages until she had reached to a stopping point. A tiny nod formed inside her throat, gulping in the next seconds, along with her breath becoming heavier. The page in the middle of the book was missing.
" This is not possible! For all Gods, who could have been here and rip exactly this page? Is there someone else after the symbols..
I cannot understand this nonsense! There must be another way for this.." speaking on a rather upset note, sighing even more deeply than before, as she made a jump over her desk and landed on a pile of books. Her wings moved slightly, with her fingers pressing at her forehead, going into deeper thoughts, while her body moved around the room by stopping in front of the small bookcase. Chytrhea leaned downwards, kneeling closer to the bookcase and let her hands to make another search, for a certain book.
" I start to believe, we might need another plan. Any ideas? I am willing to listen.." she spoke, now turning to face Ash's direction with a tiny smile forming at her lips. She was fully aware that he saved her life, therefore owned him at least this much, her unconditional help involving the books and deciphering the codes. After all, Chytrhea, did had a purpose in her life and had planned that she will accomplish it somehow. Her father knew way to many things, some of the ancient secrets, were hidden behind very complicated symbols and codifications hard to decipher for anyone else. Except herself.
Her eyes once again moved across the study, starring at the only painting in the room before, in a quick movement, Chytrhea moved her position and stepped towards the painting. By reaching it, her heart begun already to pound louder, just by looking at the inscription at the left corner of the frame.
" Spaceless code..hmm.. This could be a key in all this mess. " she whispered, briefly touching the inscription, anxiety spreading quickly within her, most definitely wanting to solve this mystery. She had to. Nothing more, nothing less.
Her study was still a mess, like a tornado had passed by and plenty books were found scattered the floor, some old maps across the once-being desk of hers, as Chytrhea let out a sigh to pass her lips, before turning to Ash. Her facial expression turned to a worried one, mixed feelings kept taking form inside of her. Her hand held a very thick book, allowing her index finger to line the words reading in her mind the words, just to find herself moments later throwing it to the ground.
" I sincerely think this will take a long time. Sometimes, my memory tends to betray me. You have to bear with me." Chytrhea's tone of voice was a soft, yet calm one while speaking for Ash, continuing to look for a certain book down in her study. Only if, her personality could be better at organising things, the situation could be not so compromised. Chytrhea was indeed one of the kind of Avian. She may not have been self-organised, but as her father had told her on various occasions, she was no quitter. No matter what. Self esteem was probably one of the strongest assets found in her, along with the spirit which was laying within her.
However, the search continued inside her study, in the attempt of find the Black Book, that may or may not hold the information needed by them; it was only a matter of time. Chytrhea's hand lifted another book, stepping to one side of the room closer to dim light coming from the lamp and settled the book down. Her eyes fallowed carefully the words, turning some pages until she had reached to a stopping point. A tiny nod formed inside her throat, gulping in the next seconds, along with her breath becoming heavier. The page in the middle of the book was missing.
" This is not possible! For all Gods, who could have been here and rip exactly this page? Is there someone else after the symbols..
I cannot understand this nonsense! There must be another way for this.." speaking on a rather upset note, sighing even more deeply than before, as she made a jump over her desk and landed on a pile of books. Her wings moved slightly, with her fingers pressing at her forehead, going into deeper thoughts, while her body moved around the room by stopping in front of the small bookcase. Chytrhea leaned downwards, kneeling closer to the bookcase and let her hands to make another search, for a certain book.
" I start to believe, we might need another plan. Any ideas? I am willing to listen.." she spoke, now turning to face Ash's direction with a tiny smile forming at her lips. She was fully aware that he saved her life, therefore owned him at least this much, her unconditional help involving the books and deciphering the codes. After all, Chytrhea, did had a purpose in her life and had planned that she will accomplish it somehow. Her father knew way to many things, some of the ancient secrets, were hidden behind very complicated symbols and codifications hard to decipher for anyone else. Except herself.
Her eyes once again moved across the study, starring at the only painting in the room before, in a quick movement, Chytrhea moved her position and stepped towards the painting. By reaching it, her heart begun already to pound louder, just by looking at the inscription at the left corner of the frame.
" Spaceless code..hmm.. This could be a key in all this mess. " she whispered, briefly touching the inscription, anxiety spreading quickly within her, most definitely wanting to solve this mystery. She had to. Nothing more, nothing less.
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