Checking the study table, there appeared to be lots of those-blue-squared-paper projects, much for Meryl’s delight.

“ohhhh we must be at the mechanica section!”

To which Mr. Rabbit replied with false irony:

“Oh my, how fascina- Oh, look, guys, it’s dust!”

“haha, SO funny!”

A note was resting on the table, similarly as before.

“Architecture… faux… The Artificier… made by the Graces themselves… maze.” It was unreadable.

“geez, homework? more like LAMEwork. those guys couldn’t finish a single letter.”

A particulary dense book made itself visible in a near shelf. It seemed to be the last picked book, to judge by the fact it was left semi-inserted. Max took it, with some difficult, since it was heavy.

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