[Ludovico]

Oliver staggered backwards as the thing moved forward. “What book?” He touched many books, after all he was in a freaking library. The more he watched the shadow the more it took shape. For some reason he stood transfixed staring at the man as the shadows curled into waves of long hair that curled around his skin. It reminded him even more of a fantasy novel since the newly formed man moved with grace. His eyes locked on to his and for a moment he forgot to breathe. Oliver was thankful that his imagination censored out the lower parts of the man by giving him black and red pants that reminded him of pirates clothing. “Who are you?” He asked again hearing it ask Oliver for a name. He looked a little dumbfounded not sure what to name it. "Fine, you can be Zosa." His steps backwards were hastening now any moment threatening to break into a run.