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Wednesday's eyes narrowed as Elijah's gaze lingered on her. "Can I help you?" she asked, her tone polite but guarded.
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Elijah smiled, his piercing green eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm searching for rare texts on alchemy. Do you know if they have any?"
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Wednesday's wariness deepened. "What's your interest in alchemy?"
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Elijah's expression turned enigmatic. "Let's just say I'm fascinated by the art of transformation."
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Wednesday's instincts screamed warning. She didn't reveal her own connection to alchemy, instead saying, "I'll check the shelves."
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As she searched for books, Elijah browsed nearby, his eyes scanning the shelves with an intensity that made Wednesday uneasy.
Wednesday discovers a cryptic message in an ancient text.
While Elijah continued his search, Wednesday browsed through a dusty shelf, her fingers trailing over worn leather spines. A title caught her eye: "De Alchemia Antiqua" (Ancient Alchemy).
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As she opened the book, yellowed pages crackled. A piece of parchment slipped out, carrying a cryptic message:
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"Where shadows dance, seek the keystone.
In lunar silence, listen for the whisper.
Beware the stranger with eyes of emerald."
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Wednesday's heart quickened. Emerald eyes? Elijah's gaze flashed in her mind.
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