Do you ever wish?

Nov 17, 2008 19:36

Walking down the steep stone steps, I almost tripped over a stack of books carelessly abandoned. Carefully, I bent down to examine my find. Cracked leather covers, dog-eared pages, smudged ink. A cursory glance told me that no one was around, so I scooped up those books and got out of there.

Treasure tomes.

It was raining and I was alone.
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