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As the owl stepped inside, it was greeted by a breathtaking sight. The entire trunk of the tree had been hollowed out, and it was filled to the brim with books, scrolls, and manuscripts of all kinds. The owl hopped cautiously between the stacks, running its claws over the spines of the books, marvelling at the strange symbols and scripts that adorned them.
Can you read to me?