Elizabeth Banks: requested by Josef Zápotocky By Rhodry

Josef never really believing in magic.

But he liked books, old books. He collected them, sometimes solid them, to actually collectors, held them for his private collection.
he recently got a book, that supposed to be the grimoire, or a copy of one.
It suppose be old, ready old. It said to be ancient like several thousands of years old. But was impossible, he knew it could be several hundreds of years old.
He open the book, it was write in a strange language, which strangely he understood.
He check the several pages and found page, which he spoke out aloud.
At first nothing, then a swirl of lights and colour were around him. It felt he was floating in a sea, of colours and sounds it felt like it seem to be a few minutes or few hours or longs.
Then blackness, his vision cleared up. His place looked different , but oddly the same. As he began to realized it, he that wasn't the same, no that wasn't right, he was a female, a girl , a women. He another person, but who was she now.