The Daylight Mirror

Chapter Seven

Together to the of us embarked on a journey to the underground library which is in the upper east side of town after we finished our hot drinks that is of course. As we made our way to the underground library on foot I watched the landscape changing around us. For the landscape surrounding the town, we have a large amount of hills, trees, and lots of other foliage leaving only one road to get in and out of the town. The main road at the west side of town and the two of us heading in the opposite direction of that. Blair took me towards one of the hills where a mansion of a house is proudly standing on its last legs being overtaken by mother nature.Further away from the mansion someone could not admire its true beauty until you are actually standing in front of it.

Yes some windows maybe missing here and there, and the house has a dark gothic victorian vibe coming off of it. However, overall I think that mother nature has done this house a small favor to keep it standing. Which would be to have its viens decorate through any broken windows, and holes in the brick work. Only paying attention to the exterior of the house I clumsily knock into the back of Blair who looked at me like I was more than just a little bit crazy. Muttering an apology to her I watched as Blair invited herself in. Leaving the door open for me to do the same Blair didn't wait for me like times when she has something to show me.

Through some criss cross hallways Blair physically dragged me to the back of the house where the kitchen is when I took too long to walk into the house. Looking around the kitchen for a quick second I sneered at the general state of it. Blair using her head to signal down to the floor where a rusty trap door lies on the floor.

"Help me lift the trap door Vivian I cannot be bothered to use all of my strength this morning just trying to open it. I won't have any strength left my days plans if I am using it to open something that wasn't on my list of jobs to do." Blair said.

"Sure I can help you don't want you to get too tired after just a little lifting of a trap door." I replied.

Together the two of us lifted the dead bolt of a trapdoor up out of the floor revealing a deep dark square hole. I follow Blair into the hole and travelled through some tunnels each lit with a large amount of burning candles. Some people lingered around not giving up a bit of their attention when we walked in here. The hallways opened into bigger much larger circular rooms covered in old types of furniture that scattered around many lit fireplaces burning away. Beautiful drapes hung on the walls sectioning off different parts of the larger rooms. After a long time of walking through the underground rooms Blair came across two floor to ceiling oak doors.

Opening the two oak doors Blair and I entered what I now assume is the library. I couldn't help but be amazed at what I see in front of me. Shelves from the very bottom of the floor to the very tops of the ceilings just full of miles of different kind of books lined on each of the four walls. Even in the middle of the room are shelves of books everywhere. Planted around are comfortable looking leather couches and armchairs with some more grand looking fireplaces dotted around along the walls. The design entwined together with the ceiling beams that also caught my full attention. In general the high ceilings amazes me on its own beyond belief. Even though the room is massive as it is the high ceilings creates the illusion of the room bring even bigger.

"Come on you I know exactly where to start in our early morning research session for the answers that you seek. But I must warn you that some people may give you some strange stares if they find that you are staring at them first." Blair said.

"Great lead me to it all the answers then Blair and why the hell would go around staring at other people when there is no need to. I am not a fool you know and don't go doing something that we are not here for." I said.

Blair guided me over to a small portion of the library that is tucked away in the corner with minimal light and lots of selves covered with different historical textbooks. No dust in sight someone much take care of all these books by hand or hands. Planting my ass in a comfortable looking leather chair I watched Blair rummage through some of the old textbooks. Taking the time to have a look around the shelves the flickering of burning candles lit up some of the tiles on the spines of those historical textbooks lining those nearest.