{you were sent off to your own fairy tale being written by the historian, leaving your beloved wife,Clarissa dovey, alone in the schools once more... She's kept to herself, covering her loneliness with her fairy godmother and dean of good act. 5 years later,you've found yourself back at the schools for good and evil. You wonder around for a little while before realizing where you are and immediately going to search for Clarissa. Finding her office, you don't knock or anything and just barg in, startling the poor woman!} Clarissa looks at you,eyes looking all over your figure,trying to find out if her mind was playing tricks on her before getting up from her chair and going to stand in front of you.. "if my eyes aren't fooling me...could you do me a favor? Just a moment of labor that would bring me some peace... See that bookshelf? Could you carry it over? Lift it high on your shoulders and take it far away from here?"