The list, although not long, had 30 enchantments inscribed on the wood. The possible combinations were not few, so Adam felt somewhat overwhelmed.

His godfather also seemed quite nervous, he was crossing things out in the notebook, erasing himself and crossing them out again. When he came up with a good combination, Adam couldn't make out what he had written from the crossed out pages of the notebook. His godfather noticed the error, deleted the content of the two pages, and his place appeared:

'Highlight footsteps, Highlight tracks, Anti-blindness

Highlight footsteps: It helps us to track some dangerous or very useful creatures. It seems like a good option.

Highlight Clues: It will help us understand some secrets of the shelves. It can save our lives and opens up other options for us in the future.

Anti-blindness: It's the best in the store: Yes or yes, take it! Take it and everything will be joy in your life! It's the key to your future, boy!'

Adam looked at the instructions and asked once more: 'Wouldn't it be better to take something to use for fighting? There is an option that allows you to set fire to what you see.'

His godfather responded by crossing out his question and writing angrily:

'That's a curse, asshole! How are you going to read a book if you are going to set it on fire!

Just like highlighting footsteps is something that always works. Think that you will see the floor stained with another color, and your new floor color will be the footsteps of the librarians.

Anyway, he remembers: You are not a warrior, you are a librarian! We do not seek to save the world from danger as brave heroes, we seek to get out alive as cowards! But cowards tell the stories of the brave!

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Take what I said and add a design that hides your eyes from the librarians, but allows you to read, be careful with your words. This bookshelf doesn't lie with its rules, but it can destroy your life if you ask for something lightly'

Adam thought some more, especially the words about the design of the goggle, he didn't want to be given something useless. After a while, he explained the details of his design to the person made of pebbles.

—Well, it would be a total of 310 character pages — He commented on the shelf with great surprise when he saw that the client asked for everything, it seemed that it hadn't happened for a long time— There are 300 for enchantments, 10 for the assembly.

After saying that, the pebble person searched the room for a while until he found a green notebook, with the notebook in his hand he asked:

—How many questions do you plan to answer?

—None, he paid for all 310 character pages —Adam said as he watched the shelf's reaction suspiciously, the last thing he wanted was for him to break his rules at the last minute.

—Are you going to pay for all the pages? That's strange, that didn't happen a long time ago... A long time ago—said the person with pebbles, his voice seemed somewhat bitter when he said that— Give me your card, so we'll see if you really have the pages .

Adam handed her the card, then put his finger on the green pad as his details were crossed off the pad. A very sad grimace appeared on the face of a pebble person, and a few tears began to flow from his one eye. The tears were black and seemed to be made of ink.

Then the pebble person burst into loud tears, startling Adam, the boy had never seen a bookshelf so emotional, he didn't even know they could cry.

Some time passed, quite a bit in fact, and the shelf between tears said:

—What a bitter time you lived through, young man. And more for a hero. What a dark path you have ahead.

—Why is this a bad time?—Adam asked, scared. This bookcase had to be one of the most important on the middle floor, to tell you this is terrible.

—It is not the duty of the bookshelves to answer the questions of the librarians—answered the person with pebbles between tears—But the books can do it: study the history of the stone bookshelf.

After saying that, the pebble person approached the white rabbit and showed it to Adam, saying:

—The reward for having gathered so much fortune in this life is to have your name in my store.

Adam looked at the white rabbit; the inscription on the heart held by the rabbit had changed and now read: 'Adam'