A Secluded Alcove                                      -      -      - 
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  Lost in the very back of the library a small curtained alcove lies hidden
from view.  It very much resembles a confessional booth of some estranged
religion.  An unlit candle sets in its holder just above a small bench whose
red velvet cushion has fallen to the floor.  Across from the solitary
candle, a handful of incense sticks have turned to powder from age however
the heady smells of lavender and vanilla still pervade.  The room does not
look as though anyone has disturbed it in decades.  The rear wall displays a
loose brick about waist level that when removed reveals a small rusted
lever.  Forever frozen in place the lever refuses to reveal its secret
purpose, perhaps some things are better left unknown.