Magnus returned to the house and stood in front of the bookshelves. He pulled out a book and in a way he could not explain, it felt like the right weight and texture and size and colour as he held it in his hand.
“He noticed the layers of leaves, and how the musty scent of their decomposition rose when he nudged them with …
Read the Prologue of The Secret Bookstore In The Beginning A clock, a mouse, the sun, an oak tree and a turkey vulture argue about the …
