"It’s not just a map, is it?" she whispered, the air around them suddenly tasting like ozone.
Sage smiled, though her heart had started a strange, frantic rhythm. "Most of the books in here technically shouldn't exist, according to the modern world." raylin
"I’m looking for something specific," Rome said, his voice a low rumble. "A book that isn't supposed to exist." "It’s not just a map, is it
It happened on a Tuesday, just as the sun was dipping behind the jagged peaks of the nearby mountains. A man walked in, his presence immediately making the narrow aisles feel smaller. He was Rome Baker, a local with eyes that seemed to hold the same deep, restless energy as the surrounding woods. "It’s not just a map