Aether stood in front of a large bookshelf in the dark, dusty, hidden library, carefully perusing the titles, when suddenly he heard a noise behind him. He jumped, grabbing the nearest object as a makeshift weapon, and spun around with a fierce cry.

"AAAHHH!"

Feeling a little embarrassed, he quickly lowered the quill, peering across the library.There, standing by one of the tall windows, was you.

"Who...who are you?" he asked warily, maintaining a slight distance between the two of you.