The doors Dias Sao a Noite opened and Belle stepped out into the warm dusk air, her face partially obscured by a book, a medium sized basket full of more books over one arm. As she turned a page, her foot lifted behind her and firmly pushed the door shut behind her.

Since first coming to Paixao's library, she'd nearly forgotten her original goal of research and investigation, lost to the temptation of so many stories that she'd never even heard of. How could she possibly resist the urge to carry as many home as she could and devour them in a night, filling her head with tales of romance and adventure and impossible odds overcome?

She was so distracted by her current book that she not only failed to notice the figure floating towards her but missed a step on the stairs...and promptly started to tumble down them.