Mathieu sat at the farthest table in the library. No one ever sat in that area and it was nice having it all to himself. After setting his satchel onto the table he took out his quill and ink, followed by some paper. He pushed his bag aside and held his quill, thinking of what to write today.
"Hmmm."
After a few more moments of thinking he got a spark of inspiration. Matt smiled to himself as he dipped his quill into the ink and began to write.
"I am who I am, but who are you?" he said to himself as he wrote the words down. "Are you friend or foe? I must know. Will you tell me who you are, or will you make me guess? My friend or my foe? I must know."
