The Living Library of Ash
The world had forgotten the sound of a turning page. In the year 312 of the After-Fall, Europe was a green ocean of ferns and towering pines, where the ruins of the old cities lay like the bleached ribs of fallen giants. Soren was a "Seeker," a young man whose skin was a map of ink and scars, and whose eyes were always searching the soil for the same thing: the ghost of a word. In the villages...
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