Mystic Legacy

seemed to hold. His mind raced with questions: Why was it hidden away? What secrets did it contain?

t!! No way!

dangerous, don't you know that

why it was kept in there. Something

, and Sammy worried he might have

I'll kill you if an

hat if you

st will torment

with you guys. Someone has to k

rary first thing the next morni

•

d outside the library. The school grounds were eerily quiet, and a light

oice laced with concern as they walked through th

answers, Nana. That book... there's something about it.

unease in his voice. "Yeah, whatever's in that book, it's gotta be imp

The place was deserted, the perfect setting for a ghost story. They made their way back to the hidden pas

h and carefully proceeded, the sound of their footsteps echoing through the narrow corridor. Th

y on its stone pedestal. Sammy hesitated for a moment before stepping

" Sammy whispered, his he

softly, though she clun

d, a chilling breeze swept through the room, and the strange whispering noises from be

heir butts, stunned. The book floated into the air, its pages fluttering wildly as a bright, bli

efore them. She appeared to be around their age, with long, flowing hair and piercing eyes th

th a loud thud. The girl looked down at the book, sighed with what see

Nana stammered, her

hadow King sent you?," She asked wit

.. No!," The trio

eyes. "Okay! I am Astara, once a powerful

e tried to steady his voice. "I'm Samuel. These are my

place?," Astara ask

in our school's library. W

tched. "Ah, my liberators! Thank you so much! It's been centuries since I've

ged confused looks, trying t

ngerous?" Ryan asked, his voi

ong? You have nothing to fear from me. Besides, I'm just grateful to be out of that book.

laimed in unison, their faces

reepy," Ryan muttered

wrap his head around everything that was happening. Astara's expr

ned, her voice tinged with sadness. "They bound me to that book, hopi

hen, she turned to her friends with a worried whispe

ed, "How do we trap her

have nothing to worry about. I am not your enemy. If an

to trust her. "We're glad you'r

uch sending a strange, warm sensation through him. "Thank you, dear Samuel," she said so

e creeping onto her face. "Looks like someo

saver," he joked quietly. Astara noticed