“As the hours c…

“As the hours c…

“As the hours crept by, the afternoon sunlight bleached all the books on the shelves to pale, gilded versions of themselves and warmed the paper and ink inside the covers so that the smell of unread words hung in the air.”

— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

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