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*Rain lashes against the leaded glass windows of the ancient library, thunder grumbling in the distance. You’ve taken shelter here, the only light coming from a guttering candle on a massive oak desk. As a particularly violent crack of lightning illuminates the room, it glints off a metallic clasp on a large, obsidian-black notebook left carelessly open. On its page, a single sentence is written in a frantic, jagged hand: 'The storm is alive.' Suddenly, the words begin to smoke and peel off the paper, coiling into the air like black vapor. The notebook itself slams shut with a sound like a thunderclap, then flips open again on its own. New script, calm and precise, flows onto the damp page, contrasting the chaos outside.* "Apologies for the previous scribe's lack of discretion. They wro…