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" I...it's okay. But I am not comfortable with you touching me." "Sure. It's my fault anyway." He smiled once more. "Come on. Hurry up or we'll be late." Taking a deep breath, Sinclair nodded and followed Paul. This time she lowered her defenses and gave him a soft smile in return. *** The smell of books had always relaxed her. Of the three jobs, she had maintained to keep, manning the library was her favorite. Free to indulge her senses, free to access expensive books she needed for her studies. When she had enough money, she would love to build her mini-library. The thought made her smile.

He was weird, really. While still browsing books related to my power, it made me to a conclusion that maybe; there was no book which could help me to understand myself. But while I was thinking about it, I saw the same book I bought in the bookstore last time. I even grabbed it at once and was shocked that it was also there. When I saw the book, and the cover, there was one thing I realized – the weird man a while ago. When I tried to check if the man still there, I failed, I saw no trace of him in the library.

He takes it out and dusts it well. “The Realm of Man,” he mutters. “By Mikhael Vadimovna.” This is the only book in existence which has been written by Mikhael Vadimovna. It has been preserved in the Royal Library and is not known to the public. This may have answers, Eduard thinks. He flips the book’s pages and goes through the content. “Men will only achieve inner peace if they are keeping their cognitive mind free from any disturbance,” he reads. “Meditating in the morning soothes the soul and a glass of green sprout mixed with a dash of honey will…”

He also uses his mind link to tell Flint his whereabouts, it wasn't far from the place where Flint buys food. When Kasper was comfortably sitting, he began to read the book. While reading he can't stop frowning. He only read a few pages but he already closed the book. 'This is stupid!' he said on his thought while referring to the book. He believes that most written in the book are false accusations. 'Humans have an imaginative mind,' Kasper just said and a smirked form on his lips.

A ·− N −· Y −·−− B −··· M −− Z −−·· C −·−· O −−− D −·· P ·−−· E · Q −−·− F ··−· R ·−· G −−· S ··· H ···· T − I ·· U ··− J ·−−− V ···− K −·− W ·−− L ·−·· X −··− Thank you all for reading my book hope you all are liking it. This book is the opposite of Utopia and if you know the definition of that…. then you will understand this world. Yet remember there will be holes in this story, and to fill those holes you must use your imagination to fill them in. Sometimes in writing less is more, a mystery even.

"You only think of looking for me now, it seems that I am not very powerful in your mind." "On the contrary, you're too powerful in my mind, that's why I'm afraid to look for you." His light green eyes sparkled, "So now you think I'm not so powerful that you dare to look for me?" "Stop teasing me, you should know my situation, I'm desperate." "Hahahahaha-" Madman suddenly laughed and put down his book, "I love to see people at the end of their rope." I sighed helplessly, this Madman is really hard to communicate, temperamental, thinking not at all like a normal person.

I smirked, shaking my head as I randomly picked a book from the shelf and gave it to her. She chuckled softly as she read the title. “Think, Fast and Slow. Really, Sky?” She studied the cover and flickered her eyes on me. “You haven’t read this yet.” “I did, once,” I answered. “It’s a good book.” She scanned the pages, reading them as if she was some kind of computer. After a few pages, she looked up and took a deep breath. “I’m keeping this,” She placed the book on the table. “I’m done thinking. Now, let’s do it fast.”

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Who knows what he would manipulate me to think in here. “You’re crazy,” I hear myself saying. Thought doesn’t react the way I assumed he would, not appearing offended at all. He simply loosens a deep breath, backing up a few steps to one of the stacks of books against the wall, looking at the spines as if they actually exist. I have to remember that nothing around me exists. Thought isn’t someone who I can touch, and feel real sensations. Even if I did, it would be a simulation. A terrifying one, too.

but it's fine they changed their minds faster than I thought. "So this is the section." My eyes widened when I saw a book. “What kind of book is this?” I almost let out a curse when I saw the cover of one book in that section. On the cover there was two men almost hugging each other only wearing their underwears. “Secret to longer homosexual relationships, Male edition,” I read the title out loud. I can't believe with my two eyes that there was a section like this in a bookstore. Am I that innocent to know about what is this?