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*the page, and book itself, is covered in a thick layer of dust*
It’s odd to lose the ability to write in a book.
It’s odd to lose the pen or even the book itself, yet to also know exactly where they are.
It’s odd.
*the page, and book itself, is covered in a thick layer of dust*
It’s odd to lose the ability to write in a book.
It’s odd to lose the pen or even the book itself, yet to also know exactly where they are.
It’s odd.
