Sold to the Devil
Mochi said, nudging the book with her paw, “some spells are alive in their own way. They remember their casters. Their purpose. Their pain. And some… don’t like strangers reading their secrets.”
There was a chill in the room that hadn’t been there before.
Emilia swallowed and nodded, reaching forward to gently open the first page.
The parchment inside was yellowed and fragile, the ink faded but still legible. The runes glimmered faintly, as if the book recognized it had been awakened again after a long slumber.
Mochi leaned close, watching her carefully.
“If you’re going to read it,” she said, “then we’ll do it together.”
Emilia smiled faintly. “You mean you’re finally offering to be a prope
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