A WEAK SLAVE
What the hell am I supposed to do?
“Go ahead,” Rhea led me. “Go see what it says.”
“What if it’s a trap?” I asked her, uncertainly.
“I would hardly think that a book would devour you and send you to some other realm, Chloe,” Rhea replied, exasperated. “It won't bite you! Go ahead, check it out!”
I stepped forward and leaned in to read the writing, the letters themselves shining like diamonds.
On this page, read in the book, we finally unlock the secrets of the silver threads.
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