An Affair With The Triplets
So we searched in silence, and the only sound to be heard was the sound of pages eagerly turning.
The minutes passed and felt like an eternity.
Frustration, a pang of frustration, washed over me.
Suddenly, a voice, a voice filled with an emotion that made me tremble, stopped me.
“Elara!” Louisa said, and I turned to look at her.
She was holding a book in her hand.
It was an old book with no title and no author, and it looked battered by the passage of time.
“I think I found it,” Louisa said excitedly as I approached. “I found this book on runes. It looks like no one has touched it in centuries.”
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