EDITED.
"They'll pay in blood for every tear I shed. From their lies, I will craft my truth. They will feel the weight of my wrath. I am the retribution they deserve." Araneae Ruber.
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HEATH WAS gone before Luella could say anything also about the kiss. She placed her hands on her forehead and felt for the kiss. A low blush dusted her cheeks as she shook her head, immediately removing the thoughts from her head.
Turning to face the shelves, she mumbled to herself, "Just call on it, right?"
Repeating the words of Heath. "History of Spiritum?" She uttered, not sure if that was the way she was supposed to do it, as he never exactly told her what to say.
But it didn't take long when a book whooshed past her and landed on the table.
"HISTORY OF SPIRITUM"
