Bella stared at the book with anticipating eyes. Whether the book would do its job and prove what it said or not say anything and prove to Bella that it lied, only time will tell. Bella, herself, did not trust what the book said wholly, but if there was a chance, even the smallest ones, that it didn't lie that it could translate the carvings into words she could understand, Bella was willing to do anything to learn and wait for it.
Bella's eyes then widened a fraction of a second later. The blank pages of the book started to fill with words. At first, it looked exactly like the carvings she saw on the well's walls. And as the same carvings continued for a whole paragraph, Bella felt her heart drop to her stomach. Was it only going to imitate what she had seen on the walls? Questions of pe
