A bell jingled above the door announcing my entrance. I paused with my feet on a well-worn mat. Dim slices of light cut through the dust caked front window as coloured patches of light danced in through the stained glass behind me. In front of me were hundreds of bookshelves fit into more space than should be inside this narrow building. The shelves held strange looking books and bizarre looking items. One book caught my eye because it was more dusty then the others. It happened as I moved toward it. It moved! It shouldn’t have moved, but it did.
By Shari Marshall – April 2, 2018
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Prompt for this 100 word post is from 101 Writing Prompts, prompt #90.