chapter 4

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Amber's pov:

I can hear the flapping of books , THOUSANDS of books all at once, the dripping water and the refreshing waves hitting against my body, and with each crash, a senestion thats cold yet welcoming hits me.

...water...books...I.. was sleeping
on the beach no, no, not the beach..The school library! That's right...no where near water.

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