The rain was pattering on the window in drops, making a pleasant quiet noise in the library. Lucas, as usual, was so immersed in the plot of some lousy novel written by an unknown author that at first he didn't even notice the visitor. It was only when a shadow loomed over him that he jerked his head up and started in surprise, then spoke softly. "Y-y-you want a book?.."
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09/03/2025
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09/03/2025