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It smelt like flowers so I figured it would go good with strawberry. “Here. This must be it.” Cash said loudly causing me to look in his direction. I watched as he pulled out several small rolodexes of cards from a file box sitting in front of the desk. “These will tell you which shelf and which row each book is on. The cards include a brief detail on the book as well. Do not stay up too late, as we have plans tomorrow.” He said, not even looking at me as he left them on the desk and went to leave.

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Nate placed a black VIP entry card on the table. "This is an entry card?" Kim asked, examining the black card with a chip inside. "Yes.... There are VIP cards, employee cards, and worker cards." Again, He pulled a simpler red card from the file and placed it beside the black one. "Why is it red?" Kim asked, watching the simple red-coated card with its installed chip.

So I turned to the man, “Can I have two of those cards? I have a guest I plan to bring along.” “Yes, yes. Your Highness.” He nodded and dipped into his bag and emerged with another card, the same black and shiny card. There was nothing written on it except the premium in gold letters at the edge of the card in small but capital letters. Then there was a biometric scan also in gold. “So this card has to be scanned.” I thought. It was a plain card but the shiny black color was royalty. I took the cards. I had asked for two because I hoped to bring Ariel, I thought of her, cowering in my chest and crying in fear when she saw the violence being meted out. I wanted to see her afraid.

_DAISY <3 It was time for our ‘shopping’ and I was waiting for Mama to get her bag and a change of shoes, as I stared at the black card Lorenzo had given me. I knew what the card was for, and I knew only rich—wealthy people had black cards, but I had never seen or touched one in my entire life. I had often read books from my father's library, sometimes taking a few to my room, and Maya would get some for me when she visited her family.

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My heart leaped with hope as I approached the section, quickly pulling out a few volumes. “Well, here goes nothing,” I murmured to myself, selecting a particularly dusty tome. The book was heavy and worn, its cover adorned with faded gold lettering. I wiped away the dust and carefully opened it, the pages crackling softly in the silence. The satisfying scent of aged paper filled my nostrils, evoking a sense of ancient wisdom and forgotten knowledge.

It’s as if they haven’t touched anything, and they still look the same as when they were created. “Awesome! If I use these, will I become a great painter too?” Rei asked. “You know, even if there’s magic involved, you’ll never become a great painter,” Hiro teased her. So it didn’t take long for them to start arguing. I also saw the only playable tarot cards of the country titled CARTAS PHILIPPINENSIS. There’s also a black book with a dedication from Dr. Jose Rizal to Josephine Bracken after they got married.

The exact millisecond my eyes skim the markings on the paper, the expression dominating my face freezes into absolute solid ice. "Whoa! The colors are so completely beautiful! My brain knew it represented a special gift for my station and Hayden! This super pretty card with the girl drawings must belong to my ledger!" Layla screams, tearing the paper straight out of my numb fingers. The card material displays a bright drawing of a little wolf girl standing right next to a giant frosted birthday cake. The second card features a little boy wolf standing beside a similar cake asset. Although absolute zero written text blocks are stamped onto the material, the pictures communicate a thousand wor

I said as I opened my backpack and rummaged through it. I pulled out a small container of highlighters and handed the girl the yellow highlighter. “You’re going to highlight key phrases and important sentences in that history book. Read it carefully before highlighting,” I instructed and did as I asked. I pulled out a thing of flashcards and put it in front of the boy studying vocab. “You’re going to write one word on each flash card and on the back of the card you’re going to write the definition,” I told him. He nodded and took the flashcards to get to work.