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"He would have liked knowing it came out." "Yes," Sera said. "He would have." The library. The fire. The leather bookmark is at page three twelve. She picked up the book. She read page three twelve. She turned to page three thirteen. The chapter had, finally, the right quality of attention.

I quickly find the section I was looking for, the history section. Climbing the ladder, I went row by row searching for one particular word but couldn't find it, the library was huge then how come I can't find the exact book I was looking for? I skimmed through all the book in that row to no avail. It's was getting really frustrated and my strength with enthusiasm was weaning out, I turned to leave in anger when I mistakenly pushed down a book from it place, I quickly picked it up to place it back on the counter when I caught a glimpse of it name.

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“I, um, I was wondering if you could find the passage in that book that I had asked about?” “Are you referring to the passage on page three?” He quips. “Um, no, actually, I’m pretty sure it’s on page six-hundred and forty-one.” I gulp, feeling tears prick my eyes. “Maybe it’s in a different book?” Pan pauses. “M-Mrs. Mason, I’m sure it must be in the same book. I will look it up for you. H-how about I bring the book to your home and we can look at it together? I can be there in an hour.”

He stared at them from top to toe. Then picked out a blue book from the inside, and started reading it. When he was done, he searched for another book. But he wasn’t able to find it out. He looked under the cupboard and then under the drawer of the table. Chris noticed that he was feeling much worked up so he asked, “Are you searching for something?”. “Uh, yes.” “What?”. “That red book with tales of mighty Robinhood on the front page.” “Oh, the one you liked the most.”

She scanned the books on the shelf but couldn't seem to find the one she was looking for. She paused, trying to remember if this was where she found it, before she checked the surrounding shelves, in case she had made a mistake, but still failed to locate the book. Walking back the way she had come, she retraced her steps, making sure that this was the correct bookshelf and checked the bookshelf again but still nothing. She was still standing there, confused and a little frustrated, when she heard the soft click of the library doors being shut.

The shelves seemed to go higher and higher up the walls, beyond her line of vision. ​ *She walked to towards one of the lower hanging shelves and ran her fingers along the spines of the leather-bound books. Her fingers danced over a large, weathered book again and again. Every time she tried to trail her fingers past, they drew back to it, almost as though it was a magnet. ​ *Pulling the book from the shelf, she placed it down onto the table before her, the book fell open landing on an age stained page, the words ‘Ut inveniet quod habet non fuit Perdita autem capta est’ written.*

While other shelves were numbered at least in integers and Roman numerals including letters according to procession, this one does have a label but… He ran all the way to the last shelf, counted five to left then reached over, 'what is happening? ' oh yeah. To think that I've lost it. ' 'My book sorry books come with me' as he grabbed the whole book once more. 'I need to understand what it is that this book told me yesterday again. I have to open that page...what's the page one more time...yea forty... Fifty-five, that's it, where it was talking about Dulce right and the clue.'

Then again, it wasn’t like he needed to know anyway. "That’s okay. Well, what you’re looking for is in aisle nine, section B, wing A," he informed us, pointing behind me. We thanked him and hurried over to the section. We searched for a while, flipping through pages quickly. The only book we could find that seemed relevant was on mind-linking. "Hey, hey, come look at this," Cleo called out before pointing at a particular section on the page. She read it out loud, and I followed along.

Tyson She keeps flipping the pages and skimming through them, searching for what love is. It's funny we hunt for things that are right in front of us, but we can barely recognise them. Either we refused to or we are ignorant of them. Take this quote from me. I guess she was done going through the books on her desk because she stood up heading towards the book shelf to return them. I stand on my feet to follow her since it is kind of dark, I can't let her walk around without me by her side.