That was it, her note was short and lacked many of the things Luz wanted to convey, but she was unable to produce anything better. She left the note on her table and started piling her personal belongings beside it...there was a long journey ahead o...
Luz slowly walked the steps down to the basement, she was holding her phone in one hand, using it as a flashlight and with the other, she was drying the tears from her face.
The glyph Jacob talked about was very easy to find, once she knew where to look, but her excitement was overpowered by her sorrow, she got quite attached to the old man, so quickly it supervised even her, 'Mom, would for sure recognise me know.', thought Luz bitterly, she knew she was little bit unjust to her mother.
When she thought about it, it was kinda like if Amity returned to her and was acting differently, no longer liked books, was suddenly aggressive, exploded in emotional outbursts, how would Luz react to that, would she ask,'What is wrong with you??', 'This is not you...!', similarly to what her mother asked, doubting the person for the new changes.
She hoped she would not, that she would see past that, talk to this new and admittedly hot sounding Amity of hers and come to understand her.
She arrived at the bottom of the staircase and saw a room in front of her,it was full of dust and cobwebs, with racks full of books lining the walls and a big symbol chiseled into a wall right in front of her.
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It was simple and yet it seemed appropriate to Luz, she zeroed on the words under it, 'Nemo libertatem nostram alliget.', the room itself was quite bright, thanks to some kind of magic, probably.. as she was deep underground, she closed the flashlight on her phone and pulled the translator, she knew what the words meant even before she got it confirmed.
'No one shall bind our freedom.'
Well, if by some chance there where more than once secret basements in this library, she knew she was in the right one, the symbol itself did not tell her much, she was intrigued by the numbers on it and their position, but that was something she did not want to concern herself with right now, she had books to read.
So she started scouring the library, she was being very careful, fearing the old books would crumble under her touch, but they appeared to be magic as well as they were in excellent condition, only all were in different languages, it would take some time to translate it before she could read it.
Luz looked around, firstly she wanted to know more about this 'Order', they still seemed kinda like a cult, but she wanted to make her own mind, looking around she noticed a desk right under the symbol, with one book resting on it.
Luz opened it and translated the name inside.
*Origins, history and fall*
This looked like the right book, she looked around not finding any place to sit, so seating herself on the ground, she began to translate.
*The exact beginnings of our Order are shrouded in mystery, however it is believed it all began with a man living somewhere in the region of Scotland, he was a hermit or a fisherman, living near a lake, the detail are unclear, but we know that one day he found one of the other-lakes.*
