I sighed as I set the book down and stared at the fairy. "Do let's say I want to do this, metaphorically speaking, how would we go about it?", I asked it. "Simple, just speak with the books spirit.", the fairy said. "And you're not the spirit?", I asked as I went back to the book. The fairy shook its head and I flicked it away. "you made me mad for no reason!", I said as I ran my hand across the cover. "So how do I meet this spirit?", I asked anyone. Everyone seemed to be talking deeply with their fairies. Suddenly, a deep voice, sounding muffled, spoke to me. "And you are the one who wishes to make the contract?", it spoke to me. I turned around and saw a cloaked figure with a black scarf looking down on me. He was thin and had a ruff appearance...like that of a street bum, but he gave off a sense of power and danger. He swept his messy black hair out of his face and pointed at me. "I am the spirit of that book. I can grant you any one desire...but in return you shall do something for me...this is very simplistic, boy. Do you accept to make the contract. "Sounds tempting, but what was with the fairy?", I asked, picking it ip by the wings. "I'm not use to conversing with people...they annoy me greatly.", the spirit said. I shrugged my shoulders and placed the fairy on a stack of books. I turned to everyone else. "So why do you people think this "nonexistent" library exists?", I asked them.
Spirits of the books
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