The Sapphire Dictionary

I once, maybe twice I read a book called The Emerald Atlas. I found it an intriguing concept; taking our guidance manuals such as thesauruses, encyclopedias, almanacs, atlases, and dictionaries, then imbuing them with additional mystical potency. The inclusion of gems both in title and description helped embellish the idea. Though I know that the author will be producing two more books in the series and presumably two more magical volumes within those books, I considered cogitating my own version of the idea. 

The tome is thick, but it's size is well-proportioned to the weighty heft. The covers are sheathed in dark azure leather. There are no indications of what the content might pertain to. 

She thumbs it open swiftly, her fingers skidding on the cobalt silk lining. The pages are empty, clean slates of piercing white that seem to glow with reflected light. 

Her hand trails onto the first sheaf of paper and all conscious thought flits onto the page, leeched from her fingers. She gasps, her hand jolting back from the folio and fluttering to her temples. Her mind is whirling, conjuring random flights of fancy to fill these new gaps. 

Meanwhile, words and sensations are swirling on the paper. She watches as they dwindle, the irrelevant wanderings dissolving when they are deemed lowly. Larger thoughts loom alone now, condensing and translating into a single, interpretable question. The filter is done. 

Fear plugs the remaining absences in her mind as she bows over the page, wondering what question lies foremost in her subconscious and soul, wondering whether this book will define it, will define her.