On the weekends, with no classes at university, he just wanted to be alone and quiet, that was all.,They were two beads, fixed one above the other on a stand, crimson red, like some kind of gemstone, and then covered in a delicate glass container.,Before Rhok's eyes, an ancient parchment unfurled slowly. He couldn't make out the script on it, but he saw his name begin to appear, point by point.。