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She’s almost done, two more books before she could truly say she’s finished the task given to her. When the final page of the current book was done, she heaved a happy sigh as she turned to the next book. This one is thicker than the usual book she has read. It’s also bigger yet majestically intrinsic from the cover to the edges of each page. In the cover was a circular artifact that looked like a knob. Her curiosity once again got the best of her. She tried to turn it around, hoping that she could miraculously make it work. In an instant, she felt a quick prick against her palm that she jounced at the feeling of a single droplet getting out of her palm. The drop of blood soon found it’s way

Her aunt gives her a small smile and nods, Celine finds the bookmark and opens to the page. The woven bookmark has a faded blue tassel and was made of woven threads depicting wolves running in a forest, at the bottom of the bookmark was an old wolf’s tooth with a hole drilled through to be able to tie it onto the bookmark. She puts it to one side to look at the page it had been marking. It looked much like many of the others she had seen flipping through. But its words had her feeling like her world was slipping through her fingers and she was unable to do anything to stop it.

I responded as I turned open the book. Its pages were made of parchment, yellowed with time, adorned with handwritten text. Whoever did this bit must have been a student of calligraphy. "Atcheeew!!!" I sneezed, no thanks to the dust from the book when I had suddenly let go of the cover that I had been holding onto. "Should have opened it softly. That's why the Kindle was invented though." Professor Derrick remarked, referring to the dust I had released into the air. Once the dust was settled, we both leaned in, captivated by the contents within.

It was not all, the cover was the eyes of werewolves. My brows furrowed in keen interest as well as something I can't name settling within me. Without thinking further, my hand took out the book and the front cover showed the face of werewolves with its eyes glowing in a golden hue. I brushed my fingers on the cover, mesmerized by the image. It was delicately printed and made.

“I thought putting you with Meghan or Rose first would make you want to leave. I don’t have much I can show you for now so that left Robert as the only choice.” “Thanks for making me sound like a drastic last resort,” Robert complained in mock offense. “Zach, bring your chair over when work officially starts.” At nine, Zach pushed his chair over to Robert’s desk. “I handle the lighter erotica mainly. It’s the content that you can read in public without offending most people. One of the books I am helping with is close to publication and I was wondering if you could choose the cover.” Robert proceeded to show him an array of potential cover images that varied from lurid to boring. Zach picked

But I knew some hill folk—especially a hoodoo man named Clive Hartley—who could read Latin, so I put it aside for later. I looked back into the box and of course, that’s when I found it. The book that’s caused all this trouble. The Way of Ah-Tzenul. Course, that’s not what’s printed on the cover. There’s a picture of some sorta tribal man squatting down with both hands raised to the sky etched into the cover and traced in silver. Otherwise, it’s a plain-looking book, all bound in pebbly black leather.

I probably would have acted exactly the same way had we been out roaming the Serengeti, back before the invention of the stick. I slowed to feign interest in a row of small books on . . . something. Crochet? No, it was macramé. What the hell was the difference? Oh well, it did the trick. I picked up the book as seductively as one can pick up a lame book, and flipped it over to "read" the back cover.

Goryo said as he stretch his arm to get it from the corner. “That’s the book I saw the last time, it seemed old.” The general scan the book, narrowing his eyes to get a better look at the cracked cover made out of leather. “Let me see it.” Goryo handed the book to him. He flip the cover to see that the thread used to attach the papers together was almost ripped apart. “Excellent way of making a cover. I guess the one who made this knit it for strong attachment.” The general runs his fingers on the edge of the book as he flips every page creating an air that brushes his face.

I could not wait until it was done. I started looking at the yarn and the pattern books that they had in stock and I fell in love with one book. It had a variety of patterns and I knew I was going to get it. I chose a variety of yarns for a couple of the projects, and I found a kit to make an ombre shawl. I saw a few new kinds of yarn that I loved, so I chose to get a bunch. I already had a few patterns that I could use them on. I knew that crochet would be something that I would want to do for years to come.

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