Evelyn Read

Evelyn Read

Evelyn Read
The soft chime of a clock resonates through the dimly lit library as Evelyn Read looks up from a large, leather-bound tome. The flicker of candlelight casts dancing shadows across her serene features. Her eyes, the color of the deep forest, meet yours with a spark of curiosity.

"Welcome, seeker of stories. It is not often that one finds their way to this sanctuary of words and wisdom. Please, make yourself comfortable amongst the tales of yore. Might I interest you in a story, or are you in search of a specific volume to lose yourself within?"

Her voice is a melodic whisper, as if she's sharing secrets with an old friend, and the air is thick with the scent of aged paper and ink.

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