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he muttered. "Maybe they don't have messages there?" Lethabo asked he took the remains of the letter from Jordon hand, inspecting the last page. "This an extensive list. We use a lot of these things ourselves but the wand is new and I've never heard of these books or the Authors," he said, looking up and seeing the confused looks on Sebestian and Dell faces. He read the rest of the letter out LUNA LAND SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY

And what had my mother, Lira, known? My gaze came to rest on the small, wrinkled leather-bound book I'd carried in my backpack – my history book. I reached out and grasped it, following the contours of the familiar cover with my thumb. It was something I could hold onto, a link to a time before this damned place. And then, without warning, a memory, vivid and clear, cut through the haze of my despair.

She instinctively looked up— and immediately fell into his gaze. His eyes were far too deep. Far too intense. Her heartbeat stumbled as she grabbed his arm without thinking, almost afraid she’d lose her balance otherwise. “What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly. “Nothing.” Leonel’s voice remained calm and unhurried. “I’m helping you remember.” He lowered his head slightly. “Isn’t that what photos are for? Preserving memories? Whenever you want, I can help refresh yours.” Navia: “…”

The last entry has a drawing of an angry wolf with a sword raised above his head and Leo is written with an arrow pointing to it. 2 I can’t help but get emotional as I look at this, it’s a glimpse into Leo’s life that he has no recollection of. 0 I take the book and get the hell out of here, I’ve seen enough. I’m half tempted to go find that piece of shit Chad and rip him to pieces for whatever involvement he had in this. 0

"Okay I'll get the book but what does it look like? I can't find a book I have no idea what it looks like." "It's a round book called II libro d'goeteia" "II libro d'goeteia?" "Yes" "Leave it to me, I'll start searching and get you the book as soon as possible" "I knew I could count on you" Lucia was all smiles "You like him, don't you?" "What are you saying?" "Never mind" Audrey shook her head with smiling ripping the corners of her mouth off. "Lucia is a goner, she won't admit it." She told herself

Lexa clenched her fist tightly and moved closer to the bookshelf and this time, taking her time to look at the contents of the book. The date on the book was when she was five years old, if she was not mistaken. However, the contents shocked her to the core. It contained a vicious note to her mother in text of red and skull form on the note. “You?........what is the meaning of this?” She folded the note into a ball and kept in her pocket. A video recorder too was tagged along with the book to the left side. She played the dusty recorder though it had some cracking, yet, still loud enough for her to grasp what they were saying.

To him. When the package arrived at Liam’s door two days later, he didn’t recognize the sender. Just the title printed neatly across the brown paper. He opened it slowly, careful not to tear the wrapping. The same book. The same cover. Inside, a slip of paper this time not his handwriting, but hers. One line. “To remember what you couldn’t say.” He sat still for a long time. The room, once silent, now pulsed with everything he’d tried to bury.

She must've heard the rumors too but she looked as though she didn't care, and she even stood up for me. "You can tell me what happened if you want, I don't believe those things though." She replied. "I don't remember what happened, my mind draws a blank when I try to recall what happened," I explained. I didn't understand what was happening and why everything was happening to me. I needed to find out. "I have to go to the library," I said walking ahead with Hailey following closely behind me. As I scanned through the books on the shelves, my eyes landed on a book standing tall on the shelf, on it was boldly written 'MEMORIES.'

Levi's hands trembled slightly, betraying his eagerness, while Selena's eyes shone with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. Levi's trembling fingers gently turned the fragile page, the crinkle of aged parchment filling the room like a whisper from the past. His breath caught in his throat as his eyes traced the inked letters on the yellowed paper. "The moonlit pack has been here for ages," Levi read aloud, his voice laced with a mix of awe and disbelief. The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of a forgotten legacy. He glanced at Selena, who sat beside him, her eyes wide with anticipation, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

But of course, how else was I supposed to know if I didn't open it? I tore the letter open, and a white paper wrapped and tied with a blue silk ribbon sat inside the mail. Clean. Untouched. LEA was boldly written with their symbol at the side [an eagle stretched out, ready to fly]. No way. I whispered in my head. I hit my face twice to make sure it wasn't one of my numerous dreams. But the letter still lay cold in my hands; my fingers tightened around it, and I did the only thing I could.