Chapter 24 The Lure Of Power

• Through the holes in the old wooden walls, a soft, unsettling light seeped into the room. With one flickering candle resting on a worn table in the middle of the room, dust danced through the air.
• The old book was open before me, its pages brimming with dark spells and mysterious symbols that I could not begin to decipher. The power of the book drew me in, and I was unable to resist the pull. Every symbol seemed to have life of its own, as though it was calling on me to discover its mysteries.
• I took a quick look at the wall clock. Every second felt like an eternity, though I knew I was taking a risk, the power's attraction was too strong.