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Matt added, looking at the book which was still glowing. “Probably...” Jake sighed.

I exhaled, letting out a tiny sigh of relief. “Now,” he said, forcing an element of brightness into his tone, “we need to look through these papers. Anything with photos of weird trees and markings, any strings of attacks.” Kathrena nodded, her expression serious. “Maybe two of us should read through the papers, and one should go through the Book of Shadows?”

One witch who searched the room came back with a book she’d found hidden in a dark corner. “What do you have?” Bethany’s attention riveted onto the book in the witch’s hands. Then she moved in to see the book up close and in person. Her eyes scanned the open book. Bethany’s eyes then scanned the room, zeroing in on the objects she’d left behind to confirm this wasn’t a false clue.

It had many vials, full and empty ones; there also was various paper reports strewn about the tables. Her eyes scanned the stuff as she continued towards the bookshelves. She remembered Motus said they needed a book. But he didn't say what it looked like. Nor did he say what curse to look for. Atzi sighed and pulled the first book she could reach off the shelf. She blew the dust off it and opened it. Atzi lightly sneezed and soon started to read through the book. As she read, there was a small pair of eyes locked on her watching.

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He just syphons out the information that is of relevance to tell me and Jake, so we wait with bated breath for him to talk again. Nikita huffs and leaves again, going back to the kitchen in a strop. I haven’t got time to deal with her over emotional need for attention right now so I ignore her and carry on looking over through the big book in my lap, desperate to find anything that can help. I stretch my arms high into the air above me and arch my back inwards, trying to relieve some of the aching pain form reading for so long. In the corner of the room, just in the shadows where the light doesn’t quite reach I notice a small tattered book. I place the book I had been reading onto the floor

After completing the task, I pour myself another drink and head to the library to gather all the books that discuss prophecies. As I walk through the shelves of the library, I can feel the weight of the books in my hands. I scan the titles, searching for any that might hold the answers I seek. My eyes land on a thick, leather-bound tome with the word "Prophecies" etched in gold on the cover. I pull it from the shelf and flip through the pages, my heart racing with anticipation. As I read through the ancient texts, I begin to piece together the clues that will help me unravel the mystery of the prophecy. The words on the page seem to come alive, swirling and dancing before my eyes. I lose tra

I open the book, only to see letters appearing on its empty pages. We will be able to read The Book of Life.

It was so dull and black that I wondered what it was even still doing with Ann. “Should I look at it?” My curiosity got the better of me as I brought the book forward, merely just touching it, I could feel a strange aura flowing through the book. This book is clearly not normal. My curiosity was heightened to the max as I reached to open up the book. “Luna, what do you want? Is pasta okay?” Ann's voice pulled me to my senses as I threw the book back at the shelf. “Luna,” Ann came into the room, her eyes trained on me like a predator.

Both were really awkward at each other at first but when they found out that both were reading the same book, they eventually got a comfortable to talk at each other. “So, you also read that book-” “Yeah, I got into it after a friend of mine recommended it to me.” “Isn’t it a great book.” “Yeah, I got hooked on it after reading the first chapter.” “bla-bla-bla” Both continued to talked to each other and enjoyed their conversation. “I was feeling an awkward atmosphere growing between our table so I was gonna try to start a conversation but when you brought out your book, I was just surprised to see a person reading it.” The girl said.