Kapitel 32: The Library

Sevir felt the unease crawling up his neck like the sensations of eyes sitting on him from afar. He raised a hand to run through his hair, his fingers stuck into the crown sitting on the top and removing his hand loosened some of those chopped hair.

For a lack of better covers, he stopped walking between the rows and shifted sideways into a random column of shelves. The soft press of familiar feet did not pause or hesitate to follow him. However, before the footsteps reached him, they too shifted sideways and entered a column of shelves a few rows down from him.

Sevir found a few gaps to look through and eventually found one that lent him a view two rows down. Against the brown of everything in Kaizen, the white stood out too conspicuously.