Scripted

Imagine a world where dreams became reality. Where knights fighting in armor could be real. Shai had always dreamed of a book come to life. She just never imagined it like this. The text on the page in-front of her appeared by itself, spoke for itself. This book had no author. It was it's own. The black letters stung prominently against the page, searing her eyes.

Hello Shai, it's good to see you again. I thought you might open my pages once more.