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“Read it.” William opened the missive and glanced at the contents. His eyes widened even before he finished. “What? I don’t believe this.” Gabe chuckled. “Imagine how I feel right now.” He wiped his sweaty brow. William scanned over the contents of the letter slower this time. Gabriel Lawrence,

I huff. He studies the book and also humans, maybe that's why he's as sharp as an eagle. It's all mysterious to me. I glance at the other shelf and there I spot Pride And Prejudice! Really? Can a person who understands science even read such a romantic book? Okay, they can, but what about a cruel person? I just shake my head because I don't want my mind to work on it. It's indigestible. When I don't find anything on the shelves except positive and logical novels, I go towards the left side.

Akira suggested as she flipped through the books laying in front of her. She flipped through three more books before settling on the fourth. “Here's something” she said as she passed the book to Rune who took it from her expectantly. “Well then, I hope you're ready for your first lesson.” Akira nodded while Rune read aloud. “Þa Wordes of Dreogan – Of Houndras, the Unwitan Beasts” he read. Akira gave him a confused look and he responded with a shrug of his shoulders.

He asked, flipping the pages over and over, and of coure, there would be no image as he expected to find in a book. "Yes." He decided to close the after a few attempt of searching. "Isn't this confusing, Uncle? I don't understand it at all." I chuckled at his comment. Indeed, he would not understand this. He had yet to learn words and how to read. "You will someday." He flinched as if my statement was impossible to happen. "I love to read images." "Right. Images are appealing to read, right?" I justified his words. A book was about images for his. Meanwhile, the adults needs more than images to understand the book. It was only different level of learning.

Kendra sat in the library with the book, The Hobbit, opened on her lap. When Rex had first shown the room that was lined with books to her, she’d been both intimidated and overwhelmed. She was taught to read by Olga, but the availability of reading material was limited. Therefore, her reading skills were wanting.

"Oh, if we went full name, we could go for Inhale Your Sperm. Reaching, maybe, but better than Flatty Tabby." "If I wanted to start a fight, toothpick, you'd already be-" "That's enough." I stood, interposing myself between the two. "What does she owe?" "World literature textbook, number 19-104. Raisin in the Sun 81. The Things They Carried 30. Frankenstein 0-75. Two copies of Beowulf, number 57 and one that's just three question marks." She glanced up contemptuously. "Did you return anything all year? There's more here."

came a soft voice from beside him, snapping his head over, he was not surprised to see Lizz in the library, a few books in her arms too. Looking at the book she was talking about, it was called, ‘Beginners Knowledge of the Battle Games.’ “I think I will start with that first” Rex said with a chuckle. “I am quite sure you are not allowed to be speaking with the first challenge being so close.” Looking up to see Rector leaning against a bookshelf, Rex smiled and nodded, Lizz bowed and with a smile and wink to Rex moved off to a different section of the library. “How is the study going?” Rector asked.

They were priceless. Caitlin turned page after page, fingering the goldleaf, the beautiful illustrations, and reading closely the elaborate penmanship. It was in Latin, but Caitlin understood it. The book was about lost places. Caitlin read and read, and unlike the other books, it was riveting. She became intrigued. Her heart started beating faster, as she finally began to feel like she was onto something.

It was after class the next day and James found himself in the Li-brary with a few books on the table before him. He wanted to get a jump start on his homework so that he wouldn’t have to spend the entire weekend trapped in a book. He cracked the first one—a number which discussed the use of bows and arrows by Genghis Khan for his Military History class—and began to read the first chapter. Or he tried to anyway. He breathed a heavy sigh as soon as he realized he had read the first sentence several times. He closed his eyes and clapped a hand to his forehead.

I murmur then read the rest "annd Prr-edjustice? Nope. Again." "Prre-dyu-dis? Prejudice?!"I exclaim quietly. Pride and prejudice! I can feel that I read it right. I walk to where Gabriel's book was lying cover up. It was too long but I can spell it. T-H-E M-A-K-I-N-G O-F T-H-E A-T-O-M-I-C B-O-M-B I am pretty sure I recognize the word bomb but I might be wrong. Why would Gabriel read those kinds of book?