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    Maybe I could be like Historia and become a writer—or, librarian—a knowledge keeper?


    He’s super kind and understanding. I’m sure he will understand if I can only meet him a few times a month. As long as we stick to a routine; he seems to like routine.


    I wish I had never written that book.


    Why? So, someone else can shame me for writing a book?


    I know Historia said it was unlikely for us to have a long friendship, but I really would be sad if I lost Sable as my friend.


    Am I giving up? Do I even have dreams to give up on?