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Alex crouched beside one of the lower shelves. "Beauty." She joined him. He pointed toward the floor. A faint gray powder formed a narrow trail leading away from the empty shelf. Beauty frowned. "What is it?" Alex rubbed a little between his fingers before smelling it. "Ash." Gabriel looked confused. "Ash?" Alex nodded. "Not from wood." "This is burned parchment." Beauty's eyes widened. "They destroyed the records." "No." Alex looked toward the open doorway. "They destroyed copies." "They took the originals." That meant whoever had planned this understood the archive system.

I find it more of a comfort, I suppose I am a creature of the dark, therefore I am more accustomed to it. I return to her, watching as her fingers mindlessly reach for another book on her stack, but she is an inch short. I reach out, handing it to her. I admit I feel at home there, back in her vicinity. She takes it, and I examine the books she packs through. I pick one up and ponder which section of the library she is working on. Ah, "The Time Before," the full account of Alexander's rule. The abundance and all that came before the Mages Curse. Before all death fell forward, before chaos, before Loss, before the emblems of war.

Edmund was also skeptical but found Frederick’s explanation oddly convincing and quickly inquired, “Young man, where did you find all this information?” Frederick explained patiently, “I came across some rare overseas editions while I was in Motheca, and they recorded these details.” Edmund’s expression shifted, a touch of distress crossing his face. The mention of “rare overseas editions” hit him hard, knowing it meant books lost from Salmasian during wartime. At that time, all sorts of books, antiques, and other forms of cultural heritage were taken, leaving gaps in knowledge even among the Salmasianese themselves. The thought of this always filled Edmund with regret, his voice catching sl

I carried on in my explanation. "In full transparency, I have no proof to back up this claim. You mentioned the practice of blood treaties being popular a century ago, and the timeline lines up with this battle, a treaty having been broken and the price paid with the Luna's blood. Almost exactly eighteen years ago the town hall was destroyed, specifically the section of the building where our archives were kept. Our old Alpha and my father lost their lives defending it. The archives were eventually moved to the library, and it too was attacked and nearly burnt to the ground. I think they were looking for this treaty, looking to destroy it." I explained, filling him in on the deathbed revelat

His retreating step echoed in the hallway until it faded to the distance. Lucas pushed the door open and turned the lights on, exposing a spacious room with high ceilings and pink floral walls. The first thing that came to his view was the wide-open cabinets with half of the contents missing. He swiftly moved inside the room and went straight to the dresser where a box filled with expensive pieces of jewelry once stood, but now the box, including the items inside, was missing. It confirmed his initial assumption—Alexandria ran away and took a lot of valuables with her.

Jackson said. “Do we still have that letter?” I asked, looking at my mother. She shook her head. “It was lost in the chaos that followed.” One thing was confirmed: Christian was telling the truth and also that there was a third party involved who somehow managed to remain hidden. But that wasn’t important right now. I reached out and picked up the ink and quill and the parchments that had patterns drawn on them with labels. One had ‘museum’ scribbled on it and the other had ‘library’.

Ivan said, pointing to the inscription written in gold letters around the mosaic. "When the Two Bloods unite, the King shall return. The Child shall bring balance, or bring the end." "So this prophecy has been here all along," I murmured, touching the cold stone. "They knew this would happen centuries ago." "They knew," Ivan nodded. "And that is why this place is important. Deep down in the catacombs, there are records, weapons, and artifacts that can help us understand what Alexander truly is." That afternoon, while Ivan organized the defenses and placed his guards at every strategic point, I decided to explore the library here. It was even bigger than the one at the mansion, filled with sc

“I took chances that the nuns knew my parents. I was thinking they kept my personal papers, birth certificate, etc, and I could use the information to locate any of my parents if they were still alive but unfortunately —” “All the records had been destroyed.” He finished the sentence for her. “I don't need to explain everything then since you knew what had happened to them.” Alexander refilled his wine glass and took a sip before he went on. “If I'm not mistaken the orphanage was flooded during a strong typhoon and that's how all the important documents from the orphanage were destroyed.” “That's what I heard too.” Ember lifted her wine glass and drank the wine to ease the lump in her throa

I look for any record of restricted areas or protected compounds or sealed locations. And then— Nothing. A wall. A complete and utter wall. Everything older than a certain point is missing. Redacted. Burned. Deleted. "Lost in the Collapse," according to footnotes that feel too neat to be true. Too convenient. Like someone made a very deliberate choice about what information should survive and what should be erased. I snap the laptop shut with frustration buzzing under my skin. This is not research. It is avoidance. At some point exhaustion wins out over stubbornness.

Claire marched off, leaving him to scratch his head in wonder at how quickly it had all gone so wrong. Claire’s library visit was not a success. Each time she tried to concentrate, Alex’s words wormed their way back into her thoughts. All her plans were ruined. She’d expect Gary to do something like that, but surely Alex was different. So much for that. After an hour with nothing achieved but a headache, she gave up.