All expectations make her heart feel numb
Some of the stacks, the tomes, borne with the weight of knowledge, sanctity, and wisdom, weren’t going to be able to remain so much longer. With the way the books crumbled in her hands, with the way the embers had scorched and desecrated, it didn’t look as though some weren’t going to be salvageable at all. Indicating her apologies with a light touch, she bent her head and searched for those capable of surviving. Perhaps the others could be reprinted at another interval or time, when the world wasn’t so bleak.
She nearly snorted at the insinuation.
Gentle, light, ethereal, as if she was hardly there, her dulcet movements and motions sought to seek out those who could be rescued and recovered.
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Mabel tries to rescue the books in better conditions!
She nearly snorted at the insinuation.
Gentle, light, ethereal, as if she was hardly there, her dulcet movements and motions sought to seek out those who could be rescued and recovered.
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Mabel tries to rescue the books in better conditions!
MABEL
