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It should not fall into the wrong hands. Somehow I doubted it could be destroyed the easy human way. There should be a spell that can destroy a spelled book or object. I just have to keep reading in order to find it. I go back to the bedroom to put back that depressing book on the finished pile. I need to ask Jude for a bookshelf to keep these books stored instead of having them piled up on his small table. I stared at the clock hanging on the wall and cursed “Shit!” I was about to be late for training.

I asked, fear gripping my chest. “I have to go back and help my people,” she said. “These books can’t fall into the wrong hands. Promise me you’ll go. It was an honor knowing you.” “Why does this feel like a goodbye?” I asked, tears welling in my eyes. Why did everything good have to end? “Because it is,” she said softly, before turning away. She raised her hands, casting a spell to burn the library to the ground. Some knowledge was better destroyed than left for the enemy to find.

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I was not taking the furniture. The books I packed. The professional materials I sorted with the efficiency of someone who had not looked at them in two years and could therefore assess each item on the basis of whether it had value rather than on the basis of sentiment. Most of it did not have sufficient value. I kept a small portion and disposed of the rest.

Perhaps it was for the best. Actually, it was good that they weren't here, as it saved me a lot of trouble. In the last few days I had left, I could quietly erase every trace of myself from this house. 12 days before leaving the country, I burned the little notebook where I had recorded my family's preferences and tastes to ashes. From now on, I would never have to study them so carefully again. Seven days before leaving, I permanently deleted the dozens of gigabytes of rare music resources I had collected for William from my computer.

“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

Its bark was blackened but unbroken; the only change inflicted on the book and tree was that they were pure black since then. That’s when he realized the terrible truth. This tree, this cursed and sacred entity, was tied to his doom. No matter how much he tried to destroy it, it wouldn’t yield. So he devised another plan. He experimented with a memory-wiping spell, one he had perfected for people, and tried it on the book itself. Because the book was part of a living, breathing organism, the spell worked. Its contents vanished, leaving the pages blank.

I said, and Rick nodded as he walked to the center of the room and dropped into a chair. My fingers glide along the books as I read their titles. I pull one out, glance at the first few pages, and then slip it back into its place before continuing. “Hmmm,” I hummed as I squatted to see the books at the bottom. My fingers glide along the books, and my heart stops when I read one of the titles, “How to Reject a Mate and the Consequences that Follow.” Slowly, I pulled the book from its slot and flipped through a few pages.

With a contented sigh, I closed the book shut before setting it up on my bedside table. There were two piles, one for the books I'd completed and the other for the ones I was yet to read. In total, I'd gotten a whopping amount of 12 books and in the space of two days I'd read and thoroughly digested six. I had no idea if it was good progress or not.

Plus, I didn't want her coming back and thinking I couldn't keep my own space tidy. I started by pulling all the books off the massive wall shelf. I carefully wiped each one down before arranging them by genre. I had either read or skimmed through almost half of them over the past month. Some of the titles were brand new to me, but they all perfectly matched my taste.