She was not the sort of woman that stood out, even after her transformation. Her raven black hair and tan skin was reminiscent of some of the nomadic tribes that frequented the surface portion of the village. She came alone, accepting the precious cargo handed off to her by one of the several librarians under the Library's employ graciously. She was not going to stay here, they would find her if she stayed. The pair of books wrapped in a simple green cloth were tucked under her arm and she bid the workers adieu.
Step Two was underway.
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