Irfan had always loved learning new things. The first time he visited the city library in Veltar, the capital of Ertval, he was in love. He couldn’t afford the fees to enter the scholar’s section of the library but was able to read many works in the very small public section. One day a scholar approached him while he was reading.
“Excuse me, are you Irfan?” The man asked, hovering over Irfan’s shoulder to see what he was reading. “Ah, one of Alan Zwest’s works. A study of plant cross-pollination. Are you interested in plants?”
Finishing his paragraph and putting a piece of wood on the scroll to mark his place Irfan looked up at the scholar. “No, I’ve just already read every history scroll in this section of the library. Thought I’d expand a little.” Continue reading