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I said as I continued to stare at the inside of the library. Termites have infected some shelves and books. The light from outside is seeping through the old, hazy windows that appear to have been taken by the ages. There are a few ruined wooden tables and chairs. The walls are covered in a dreamlike wallpaper design that, despite its age, is attractive to the eyes. A few black and white vintage photographs in frames hang on the empty walls. The photographs show many people, some of whom were reading books inside and outside the library, and some were conversing with each other.

Veronyka's voice was getting louder and louder each second that passed. Closing the door behind him, I circle my eyes aroung the room. Its style looked modern and aesthetic with the white painted walls and mahogany brown planks on the floor that certainly helped improve the ambiance. There was a large king-sized bed at the center, a vanity table at one corner, a big white fur rug on the floor and also a long, white couch positioned beside a tall bookshelf. I darted my eyes to the large volume of books filling that shelf which instantly made my heart flutter at the comfort of reading they were practically screaming to offer in my head. My eyed flickering in excitement.

According to Ace, the beach was located just behind the house, and I would be able to see it in a little while. He was in the kitchen, busy unpacking the food he had bought, while I admired the beauty this house had to offer. The walls were adorned with art featuring flowers and various nature scenes, and a large seashell hung above the sleek black couch in the living room. I never wanted to leave this enchanting place. I was engrossed in a quote written on the bedroom wall when I felt Ace's presence behind me, followed by his arm snaking around my waist. His breath brushed my neck like a soft whisper as he asked, "Do you like it here?"

As gorgeous as it all was, Elaina found herself going farther, to the end of the room, to a section of books that looked terribly old and for some odd reason appeared the most interesting. There were leather chairs in this part of the room as well, single high-backed ones the color of rich caramel. Reaching out, she let her fingers brush lightly over the tattered spines of a couple books, stopping as if by no control of her own on one. The name TREKAS was printed in letters so worn she could barely see them all. Elaina pulled that one from the shelf without a moment’s hesitation. Before opening it, as if knowing already that this was going to take some time, she’d backed up until she sank in

In the meantime, enjoy my world of choices and characters that I hope you fall in love with and follow them on this quest called life. AESTHETICS A collection of wonderful photos, tagged as aesthetics has been carefully and almost perfectly created to meet both the pace and fashion of this book. Variety of applications, combined with the efforts of the author and graphic designers are responsible for the fancy pieces you see. As this book is somewhat filled with flashbacks, ensure that you read through each sentence at the top- Nevertheless, each flashback or any conversion are notably typed in italics for easy understanding. DEDICATION Dedicated to the team behind the writing and the source

“I am a function of aesthetic efficiency. Your territory has become a noisy subplot. I am here to quiet it down. To make it… readable.” It gestured with its stylus. From its book, a beam of flat, white light shot out and touched our cottage wall. Where it touched, the texture of the wood—the grain, the knots, the subtle variations in color—smoothed out into a featureless, beige plane. It wasn't erased; it was genericized. This was the worst invasion yet. They weren't trying to destroy or control. They were trying to make us boring. “Over my dead, highly specific body,” I snarled, lightning crackling at my fingertips.

I raised a brow while Amanda ran over to the counter and rummaged through her bag before coming back to me and handing me a tablet, “What’s this?” I asked; Amanda smiled and unlocked the tablet bringing me to a screen with an image with the title of my book and my name! “I hope you don’t mind, but,” Amanda motioned to the tablet and said, rather loudly, “I designed a cover for your book!” I looked at the image; it was a woman with a dragon wrapping itself around her. It looked incredible and, honestly, exactly how I envisioned it! I couldn’t help myself from bursting into tears. “What’s wrong?” Amanda asked, clearly worried, “Did I mess it up? Is it not what you were looking for?” I shook my

I scrunched my nose with the familiar scent of the painted paved archaic walls where the big old portraits were hanged and displayed grandly and the greek Doric columns which exhibit minimalistic beauty in simplicity. Bibliosmia... The wooden smell coming from the old books mixed with the faint aroma of coffee that surrounds this marvelous room entices me every time and bewitches me to be indulged and unravel the implicit bareness of each wonderfully crafted book up until its tiniest details. I returned the book I brought to its rightful own place and picked a new one to read on the same shelf. I traced my fingers to the dusty old letters engraved on the hardbound cover. Mythology...

The cold, velvety titles under my feet felt like walking on a cloud, its deep pile inviting me to take off my shoes and revel in their comfort. Honestly, the room was adorned with tasteful artwork, carefully selected to complement the overall aesthetic. Paintings of serene landscapes and vibrant flowers adorned the walls, adding a touch of natural beauty to the space. At the end of the sitting room was a bookshelf filled with leather-bound classics that stood in one corner, inviting me to curl up and lose myself in the world of literature.

She pouted her lips "I'm just trying to decipher the mysterious expressions on your face, Alexa. Are you certain you're telling the truth or trying to evade something?," "Well, Mr sexy Detective, I guess you'll have to figure it out," She chuckled. About to speak, Alexa noticed a familiar book on his bed. Amidst the romantic and beautiful scene of flowers and candle lights the book stood out from the scene. Slowly, she moved toward the bed where rests a beautiful magical book. Its intricate cover shimmers like moonlit waters, adorned with gold leaf patterns that dance with enchanting grace.