WIP His Paper Graveyard

YA MAGICAL REALISM /// The Library of Magic is a portal to any world, any place, and Shiloh (15, quiet, Autistic, badass with weapons) is the last Librarian charged with collecting every last magical book and shutting the place down. Sorcerers have misused magic. But they won't quietly let it disappear. As Shiloh folds magical paper monsters to defend himself, he realises closing the library will kill him too -- since he's made entirely of magic.
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"The old, still, rusted solar system creaked, and a cringe came to Ai'la as it continued to creak. But soon, it began to spin smoothly, and she was beginning to feel an icy shiver along her skin. Netari was coming."

"By the window to the woods where the deer and creatures play, there is a girl- a dreamer of dreams with a sore heart. She lives there among her books and tea and a measure of heartbreak, loving illustration, pretty things, and falling asleep far, far...

Have a crazy beautiful office where I create amazing stories, that people want to share with their friends and family. Stories that changes one's outlook on how they live their life, and want to create a fucking amazing life for themselves and for others.

harry, ron -- (Open RP: Hestia) It was the ball, and though I didn't like dancing or anything, I stayed anyway, mostly just to have fun. So I put on a sweatshirt and wandered around. That's when I bump right into you.


"The books that help you most are those which make you think the most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading; but a great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty." Pablo Neruda

(Open. They/Them) Morgan wanders through the many shelves of books in the library. They pile up books, most of them on the elements. They smile to themselves and eventually go to sit down. They round a corner, accidentally collided with (y/c).

"What the hell were you thinking?!" I yelled at Eric. "We could have been caught." Eric grinned lazily. "They can't catch what they can't touch." His words sounded exactly like Angel's. Was it him? Was he Angel?


For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again. — F. Scott...


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