#lonewolfstorm

She could be found in an abandoned room, dust all over, murmuring distractedly to herself as she rummaged through a mountain of books. She licked the tip of her finger, turning more pages until she saw something of interest written at the top of a page in sprawling cursive. Somewhere between this page and the next, her eyes began to droop. Tired as she was, she didn’t cease- couldn’t cease. There was still too much to look over and not even half had been accomplished yet.