Mia stepped inside, and for... «Nevernight»
RamingoWS27 мая 2018Mia stepped inside, and for the third time that turn, felt her lungs bid her breath farewell. She stood on a mezzanine overlooking a dark wood — a forest of ornate shelves, laid out like a garden maze. And on each shelf stood books. Piles of books. Mountains of books. Oceans and oceans of books. Books of stained vellum and fresh parchment. Books bound in leater and wood and leaves, locked books and dusty books, books as thick as her waist and as tiny as her fist. Mia`s eyes were alight, fingernails denting the wooden railing. "Naev, don`t let me down there," she breathed. "Why not?" "You`ll never see me again..." "Truer words never spoken," said a rasping voice. "Depending what aisle you picked."
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