An old once made a book cause he wanted to write a story after making the book he left his house in the forest and went all the book waited for him for years after years but the man never came back after a long time some group of people came to the house in the forest and saw the book and there took the book with them to town and put the book in the library then one book in the library asked the book why do you look so beautiful but there is nothing written inside of you the book said I have nothing written in me all I have is my name and the other book asked what is your name turn the book said (unwritten)