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Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get hold of this book, the spell it contained would surely help them contact Nadir in the Underworld and get the message across. - We have to find this book, at all costs.- Miguel was talking to himself as he searched the internet for places selling old books, especially on the subject of magic or esotericism. And he really did thought so - for Miguel was ready to get rid of all his savings, if only to get his hands on the book. Additionally, Nadir left behind not only her belongings and clothes, but also quite a lot of money earned while working at the bar. As it was all cash, Miguel gave

I ran my fingers across the spines as I walked through the foyer, noting how silver glitter fell softly off every book. I looked down and saw the ground was littered with sparkling silver dust. It was strange dust though, it didn’t stick to my boots. It seemed to just stay in place, sparkling and taunting me, as if beckoning me to lean down and attempt to wipe it with my own fingers. I refrained in fear that if I touched it there, it might whisk me away from this magical place.

___ Selene’s POV The dim candlelight flickered against the old parchment as Selene traced her fingers over the delicate pages of the book Ronan’s mother had given her. The scent of aged paper filled the air, mingling with the subtle hint of burning wax. She had spent hours pouring over the text, meticulously taking notes on anything that seemed remotely useful. The book contained knowledge lost to time, secrets about the origins of their kind, forgotten magic, and hidden weaknesses that could turn the tide of war.

The Codex umbra as he went on to explain to me materializes in his hands. I just stood there gawking and trying to protect my eyes at the same time. Its cover was adorned with glittering, gemstone-like symbols and markings that seemed to shift and glow in the light. The book emitted a faint, pulsating glow as if it contained the essence of the very night stars. “He's happy to see you,” Rune interpreted. “Oh,” I said shocked at the twist in the event, “Hello there” I waved “Let's get started” Rune continued after the whole display of lights and pixie dust, if what I saw was pixie dust.

I hope that our little run-in didn’t run Sapphire off. Besides class, my gem has more or less avoided me. Karli has tried talking to me a few times since, but that should stop now. I ripped into her yesterday. I even made her cry, which I don’t feel bad about. She had it coming. If it weren’t for our class, I don’t think I would even see Sapphire. I smirk when I walk into the library. I see a head of blue hair hiding in one of the corners. I nod at a few people I know studying here as I approach her. The entire area in front of her is covered in books and papers. I pull the chair beside her, ensuring the feet scrape against the floor. Her face jerks up as our eyes meet.

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