Smoke seemed to fill the room, a haze of colored sorts he had never seen... blues & reds wisping about.
How odd he thought as he looked into the secret compartment under the pages that indicated there was something to be found... yet he had not lit the giant red match.
That looked so much like a book he had seen somewhere in the past, in a dream perhaps like what must be a dream now.” He thought of what might be a title for the book, pausing before going forward to see what it might say, Darby looked about again to see if anyone was looking, just in case, but the old man had not reappeared, not a noise or sound for ho…
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