The Poisoned Mark (The Mark Series Book 2) by Victoria Basnuevo

Author:Victoria Basnuevo [Basnuevo, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-11T22:00:00+00:00

Nothing. Hours of browsing and reading and not even a mention of the book Daris told me about. Nothing even close. And trying to sense anything unusual didn’t work either. All I’d learned so far was that putting the books back was more trouble than I’d thought, so the evidence of my futile search was scattered all over the floor.

Book stacks reached my chin, and scrolls lined the floor like carpets. I had pushed the tables together and couldn’t see the wood under all of the information.

I closed the book I was flipping through and added it to the stack. “Dammit.” I looked around the room again at the hundreds of shelves I hadn’t even touched, the thousands of books I hadn’t even glimpsed.

I thought back to the leather-bound book that occasionally made an appearance in my nightmares and the feeling that it was calling to me, begging for me to find it, but none of the books I had seen so far looked anything like it. They were the wrong size or color.

I blindly reached for another book, this one a dark, burnt orange. Like the others, the Malicis radiated off it in waves. Holding it away from me, I opened it as carefully as I had the others. Thankfully, nothing jumped out like the snakes I found a few dozen ago, but hovering just above the pages was a black cloud. It spun faster and faster the longer the book was left in the open until it was a small hurricane. My fingers grazed it and a small shock zapped my arm.

War and blood and death flooded my mind in flashes of green and orange Malicis. Trees were alight in flames, and mountains were caving in. Winds howled in anguish, carrying the smoke of the carnage with them.

I jerked my hand away and looked at the book again. It was close to double the thickness of any of the others and looked like someone had stuck dictionaries together to make it. Under the cloud, the words swirled and changed, flowing quickly like the entire book was just being scanned on the surface.

The cloud jumped when I moved my hand away, and part of it reached out to me. My dagger glowed blue, a pulse of Daris’s Naturtem warning me to avoid it. Nevertheless, I unstrapped the blade and let the cloud engulf my hand as the world spun, and my stomach dipped to the floor.

When I opened my eyes, I was outside. The sun shone, but I felt no heat. I was sitting on lush grass, and the trees were swaying with a breeze, but I only felt the cold stone of the Acerlum archive library.

“Do you want us to go to war?” a voice snapped.

I turned and saw that I was at the border of a forest. The voice had come from a man shrouded in the shade of the trees, several feet from the mouth of a cave. His brown hair was dashed with gray and reminded me of tree bark.

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