[72] An Undying Magic

Leith took Faye up to the Writers' Room. It was a large room with a long oval table at its centre, lined with computers, and the walls were packed shelves of paper, inks, and other necessary stationary. One of the walls -the one closest to the mountains, was fully built as glass.

"Whoa," Faye said in awe. "This place is beautiful."

Leith said, shutting the door. "It's a great place to be inspired."

"I bet the view has been gracious to all the writers it's been able to inspire."

Leith chuckled, resting his book down on the table. "We shouldn't be disturbed. There was a writer's meeting here that finished an hour ago. Usually people don't stay here to continue anything -they just do that in their own rooms. This is more for... formal aspects of the job."

"I see... so tell me," Faye said, turning to him and smiling. "Why have you brought me here?"