“Is this it?”
“Ja.” The troll smiled at Adrian, revealing yellowing, blood-stained teeth.
The book was old, massive. It was a curiosity on display in the Bodleian Library, Oxford University. Shards of glass littered the velvet cloth it rested upon. Ljotr’s handiwork. Adrian reached gingerly though the glass to caress the spine. [...]
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