CHAPTER CCLXV

     (LITTLE MISS DOORMOUSE)  

     “JEFFREY SALVATORE”

     With the name that she whispers and the light of that prominent holder glows, takes its spot, and follows her. She takes the steps in front of the next door, as words suddenly form, written through blood and by a feathered pen as the voice speaks. 

     “Tickled and prickled, trick and prick. She to whom innocence lies within the boundary of her craft and imagination, the mistress took a pity, yet rather an inevitable choice. Holding the box that hides the truth, the very beginning, and the promise of an end. Would you dare to see the contents of the PANDORA’S BOX?”

     Prick by the outmost interest of the name and the infamous box of the old told tale of the first women Pandora, or so does she. The voice asks her and for the first time after