Life cycle of a book

Each printed marking felt warm on my leaves. Though the binding hurt a little, it was finished soon after and I was in darkness.
Rumbling, stop, start, up and down, until the light came again and I saw many others like me.
Many, many others.
Light and dark cycled, until a creature held me.
The creature opened me, our souls linking all through the wondrous moments it spent with me and my leaves became well worn.

There was darkness for a while, until one day, more light though this time, a smaller creature, with big eyes and soft hands.

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    • Oh wow, I had no idea this piece would have such an effect! My heart is bursting with happiness, hearing such wonderful feedback. I was ‘iffy’ about it all evening, thinking that I should’ve focused more on the link between a person and a book, and put more emphasis on the child. But I guess, I did well. Thank you very much for your kind words

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