Novel & Cerita History Of The Library

I throw the black book I got from Anya and some of the others she found from the main library on Fren’s table and he drops his pen, flinching. “Tell me why half the pages in every book about the Crimson-born are missing and don’t feed me the same bullshit the others have been giving me for weeks.” I’ve had my men question the elders that use the library the most and they weren’t able to get the information I needed so now I’m here to do things myself. You get answers faster when the main leader gets involved. “You were the Librarian of the Records before you were an Elder, Fren. Tell me why our history is missing its heart!”

The oldest library in recorded shifter history. That was how one article described it. Another called it a preservation site, a place where texts and records dating back thousands of years were kept, documents that had been lost or destroyed everywhere else in the world but somehow survived there. A third article mentioned that most wolves didn’t even know it still existed, that it had been largely forgotten by the general population over the centuries. I sat back against my headboard and stared at the screen. Then I found the location. My stomach dropped a little.

That was not nothing. That was, she thought, quite a lot. ✦ ✦ ✦ She spent the morning in the library. Genuinely this time — not sitting with a book as cover while she thought about something else, but reading with the focused attention of someone who needed information and had found a source. The ancient account of the early Lycan kingdoms, five hundred years old and dense as iron. A genealogical text covering the major bloodlines of the northern territories with academic precision. A small, battered volume on the history of the Moon Covenant that she had found miscategorized in a shelf of military histories as if someone had shelved it there in a hurry.

I adjusted my backpack and headed up the extensive stairs that were in front of the large library. It was the biggest building in the area, and it held most of the pack’s history from the time the pack was founded. There weren’t just the normal books that you would see in a non-shifter library but a bunch of magical tomes as well. It was still pretty early but the librarian I knew opened at 6:00 a.m. for the local college kids who needed to prep for their early classes. Slipping in, there was a college aged she-wolf sitting at front desk. Leaning forward, I smiled at her.

She had spent time there reading and learning some of their histories, or she would take books back to her chambers. The library was antique but well-maintained. The keeper used a classification system. So if you were looking for books about the history of Wolfkind, it would all be in one section, and Aakifahlynn was banking on the same thing for what she was looking for. There were rows and rows of books. The library was two stories high and had great lighting. A ladder assists you in reaching those that are higher. She came across a couple of teenagers and an old lady, and scanning a few more rows, Aakifahlynn found it, 'Erotic Literature.'

“You’re kidding. Oh, you aren’t. I didn’t know you were restoring documents right now.” “We’re not, but one tome we’re supposed to restore slipped from one of my staff’s hands. It landed on the table a few inches away from the crate they removed it from. The spine cracked completely, and the letter fell free of the binding. Now the historical Museum who asked us to help restore the house’s private library collection wants us to look for more historical documents hidden in the books.” Ivy expected a worthwhile wait for a unique glimpse into a colorful life.

Darius commented as his eyes travelled along the rows of bookshelves. Salena got even more excited at his mention of the books in the central library. It had been her dream from a long time ago to set foot in there. The prince began telling her of the time that it was decided that a library should be constructed in the Sacred Chambers, and she found herself listening intently to his every word with frank interest. “Someone, I’m not sure who, suggested that the maidens should be knowledgeable in many fields and anything that may benefit their position. That person suggested building a library in this place and it has been here ever since,” the prince explained.

“I have a question. I need the books for the High Council from about seventy years ago.” He nodded. “I think I know the two books.” “I’m gonna grab the Alpha King’s information for those years as well, maybe he mentioned something about it.” We broke our little huddle and I went to one side of the room, he went to the other. To say this place was huge, was an understatement. This was the smaller of the two libraries but there were two levels, the floor to ceiling books that were jammed in that not a playbook could be squeezed between. It was my home away from home. I grabbed the journal as well as the official history for that time. My eyes fell over the genealogy of the kings and I grabbed

' You can guess who was that guy with a little hint, he was the first…,? The next day she took a leave from the hospital and went to the public libraries. After asking the same question in the 6 famous libraries she found the old library. It seems that the people don't like to visit there and this makes it more doubtful. There she asked the librarian about any person, man or woman, who borrowed some books of the historical methods and cultures in the past two months. There were a total of four entries. She again asked if there's anyone who didn't give back books yet? And the list got halved, there were only two who didn't give books back to the library, a young girl and a mid aged man.

“They’ve scrubbed the house clean of anything that smells like the past.” Lira leaned against the bedpost, a devious glint in her eyes. “Well... the main library has the 'official' history books, which are probably ninety percent propaganda,” she said, shrugging one shoulder. “But if the books are useless, we go to the source. The living libraries.” I arched an eyebrow, my interest piqued. “The living libraries?”