Darrius entered the library and pulled of his cloak. It had been pouring and he was forced to trudge threw it. He walked over to the index of books and looked for the titel he wanted. "Ha! Here it is." He walked for want seemed like an eternity. Past shelves and shelves of knowledge and information. He reached one of the spells sections and looked for a book on shadow magic. He ran his finger across the spines of several book until he cam to the books spot. Where's the book? Darrius continued looking threw all the book titles int he area. It hadn't been misplaced. He went back to where an old librarian snored softely. "Sir." He didn't stir. Darrius cleared his throught loudly. "SIR!" The librarian jumped to his feat. " Sorry. My name is Tortel. How can I help you?" "Well, I was looking for a book called Shadow Magic. Has it been checked out?" The man gasp. "No sir! Little boys such as your self shouldn't meddle in those things!" "For you information I am no boy. I am 228 years of age. I know these shadow arts well and Shadow Magic isn't as rare as you might think. I ask you again, where is this book?" The librarian walked away to a stone wall and muttered something. The stones seperated, revealing a secret storage area. Tortel returned with the book he was looking for. "Here you are. I warned you though." "Thankyou." Darrius grasped teh book and hurried to a near by table. He could hardly hold his excitment. He quickly flipped threw the pages, scanning the titles. He stopped abrubtly and took out a quil and parchment. Darrius copied the page down and headed for the exit in haste, leaving the book of ancient magic where it lay.