I could still smell the musty old books and hear the creaking floorboards as I walked through the abandoned bookstore....
I could still smell the musty old books and hear the creaking floorboards as I walked through the abandoned bookstore. The dust danced in the beams of light filtering through the dirty windows, casting a hazy glow over the forgotten rows of shelves. And there, in the corner, was the mysterious old chest that had … Read more