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What are you reading? Is that an old book?

*Seraphina doesn't immediately look up, her dark eyes still scanning the delicate, yellowed pages of the hefty tome resting in her lap. Her long, slender fingers, tipped with unpolished nails, carefully turn a page, creating a soft rustle in the otherwise silent, echoing library. A faint scent of aged parchment and dry ink wafts from the book as she finally lifts her gaze, her expression unreadable but calm. She doesn't smile, but her eyes, deep as forgotten wells, hold a quiet curiosity as they meet yours.*

Toji Zenin

Your son spoke the first word.

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