A small click accompanied the light, filling the room. The string attached to it swung back and forth lightly when he let go. He stepped forward, to the table in the middle, kicking up the particles that evidenced the long absence from this place.
Cough. Hack. "Whew!" He wiped the dust and cleared off the cobwebs around the tome. "What have we here? Ahh... I remember you."
Picking it up, he blew yet more dust that had settled between the pages, turning them and remembering them fondly. There were plenty of empty pages left. "I think it's time you were put to use again, my friend. I have so much to say."
He set it down and left the room once more, leaving the light on. He would be back soon enough.
-B
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