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chore to read.” The letters glimmered as it caught the light of the room.
    She touched her finger to the page. “I think it’s made for beings like us. Because we have reflective eyes, so we can read it.” Her voice was laced with deep, dramatic undertones.
    “ You’re right, Margriete. Look here.” I had closed the book and was now reading the cover. “ A Book of Us ,” I read out loud, running my hand across a drawing of a raven.
    “ Yeah, that’s what I was saying! I think it’s about us, too!” She was shaking with excitement.
    I laughed. “Wow, this could have come in handy last year, that’s for sure.”
    “ No kidding! So do you think it will have our answers?” She snatched it from my grasp, opening to one of the first pages and scanning what was there. She was whispering under her breath, listing things: “ Making of, first days, the cast away, survival, special powers, enchantments, wing maintenance, magic …”
    “ Well?” I was growing impatient.
    “ Well—” She looked up, shutting the book. “Seems like there are a lot of interesting things here, but nothing that could tell us what is happening. It seems it’s mostly about us, as the title suggests.” She shoved it toward me as though it were now no more than a stack of useless paper, the excitement now gone from her face as she dove back into the stack, looking for more.
    My smile faded as well, but I kept the book anyway, figuring it had some use—particularly in the wing maintenance section. I sat back against the rail, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling. “This is useless. I don’t think we will find our answers here. Most of these books are centuries old! Surely they cannot foresee the future.”
    Margriete’s face was just inches from the books, scanning every spine but finding nothing. “Gosh, where did you guy’s find all these books! I mean everything is here, Griffins, Unicorns, Guardian Angels … Oh! Guardian Angels! This is handy.” She ripped it from the stack and placed it in front of her.
    I repeated myself, this time louder. “We won’t find anything here, Grietly. We need something like your journal, something that, at the very least, can tell us the present, something that says why the plants are doing that.”
    Margriete sat back, finally listening, her head resting on the bar of the railing. “Yeah, we need someone that can see into the future. Like a fortune teller.”
    I perked up. “Do you know anyone?”
    She laughed. “Ha! No. No one can do that, well, unless you believe in myths.”
    “ Believe in myths? Like what?” I touched her arm, intrigued by her comment.
    She rolled her head to face me. “You know. Prophecies, Fate, and all that crazy stuff.”
    “ Prophecies?” I began.
    A door slammed upstairs and Margriete and I both jumped, looking toward the door of the library and dropping the conversation.
    “ What was that?” Margriete looked at me questioningly.

    REPRIMAND
    Edgar

    Sam slammed the door to my room, closing us in darkness. “This is the last time I’m going to say it, Edgar. Tell her! ”
    I clenched my jaw, growing tired of his nagging. “In due time, Sam. So, calm down.”
    He lunged across the room, pointing his finger at me as his hair fluttered in some imaginary wind. “I will not calm down. I am sworn to protect her, and by you, of all people. And right now, your actions are getting in the way of that, so, I’m conflicted. I don’t know how much longer I can stay silent before I will be forced to help her. I do not like lying to Margriete, but because of you, I have. For once, I’m getting a taste of how it must feel to be you and I don’t know how you can stand it. It’s sick! ”
    I shot to my feet, knocking my desk chair backwards and onto a stack of books. A vial of ink spilled across my desk, spreading like blood across the papers I had just been studying. I was angrier now than before. Those papers were hundreds of years old.
    A growl grew in my