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Antonin remained carefully shelving the precious books in his arms. It was relaxing here at least. Familiar. His family home had the biggest library and he had always enjoyed books. Helped him forget what was going on with him. Like meditation, placing each book in its place. The rain hit the window outside. The little bell in the door ran and he looked around the corner. “Can I help?” He felt power off the person entering the shop. His eyebrow raised.