Read A Book Clip Art Mga Nobela at Kwento

My brain move in a very fast speeding as I begin to think of all I have and all I can give. There is nothing… Wait. There is something. “I got books from Jude. He gave them to me as a gift. They are in the kitchen, beside my sleeping place. There are six of them there. You can have all.” Thank goodness for them. Claire looks at my feet then her eyes travel up to my head and back to my feet, before she burst into an alarmingly loud laughter. Okay, that wasn’t the reaction I had expected. “Books? What on earth am I supposed to do with books?”

she murmured under her breath, pulling it from the shelf. The leather creaked as she opened the book. The pages were yellowed and delicate, and they carried the unmistakable weight of time. She flicked through them slowly, careful not to cause any tears. The illustrations it held were beautiful ink drawings of thick forests, full moons, animals that looked almost… too detailed. Too intelligent. Then a page stopped her. An elaborate drawing of a clearing, large, ringed by ancient trees. She squinted. It looked oddly familiar.