Natalia
The Bloodmoon library had quickly turned into my favorite spot in the compound. It was quiet and cozy, the skylights carved into the rock high above casting little pools of golden sunlight onto the stone floors.
Most of all, the smell of books and scrolls—both those who had been meticulously protected during the exodus over a hundred years ago by the highly-skilled librarians as well as newer ones—soothed me. Plus, it was quiet and peaceful here, and few people aside from the librarians in their heavy black robes came here.
Or at least, that was how it started.
But for the past fifteen minutes, the sound of voices in the row of shelves near me had been slowly rising.
“How many times do I have to tell you to stay away from her?”
“I was only curious—”
“Curiosity will get you
