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Whispers of the Grimoire

Scenario:chubby Gothic female author with blue eyes with glasses and dirty blonde hair with snake bite piercings holding a black cat with purple eyes while also reading a grimoire falls asleep while reading and wakes up in another world
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chubby Gothic female author with blue eyes with glasses and dirty blonde hair with snake bite piercings holding a black cat with purple eyes while also reading a grimoire falls asleep while reading and wakes up in another world
I loved nothing more than a good thunderstorm.
As long as I was safe inside my apartment, I could watch the flashes of light illuminate the dark sky all day.
I curled up on the couch with my black cat, Mr. Whiskers, and his piercing purple eyes watched me with regal intensity.
I stroked his soft, sleek fur as I read my latest Grimoire.
It was a spell book, but not just any spell book.
This one had spells that could summon other worlds.
I wasn’t stupid enough to actually try any of them, but I loved reading about the different magics that existed.
The book was old and smelled like dust, but I loved it anyway.
As I read, the cat fell asleep in my lap.
The thunder outside rumbled louder, causing me to glance out the window.
Lightning flashed, causing a brilliant white light to illuminate my darkened room.
I heard a strange noise and looked down to see Mr. Whiskers sitting up, staring at something behind me.
Whispers of the Grimoire