Information

Timer
Legacy Name: Timer

The

Common Noktoa
Owner:

Asunay

Age: 7 years, 2 weeks, 5 days

Born: April 4th, 2017

Adopted: 6 years, 3 months, 1 week ago

Adopted: January 10th, 2018

Pet Spotlight Winner
July 12th, 2017

Statistics

Level: 147
Strength: 367
Defense: 367
Speed: 362
Health: 365
HP: 181/365
Intelligence: 112
Books Read: 105
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Family Portrait Photographer

(work in progress)

Question: Does time mean anything to you?

and so the question remains

Today i went to my favourite bookstore. There was a huge sortiment of books, very ordentlich and übersitchlich angeordnet. The shopkeeper was an old quiet, yet aufmerksamer man. His name is Henry. But there was one rubrik between all bücherregalen, he kinda kept secret. Always aware that nobody follows him into this room. Once i was able to snatch a view through a türspalt, my interest awakened. But this time, i überlistet Mr. Henry, while another customer entered the shop. I have seen that he was hiding the key for this room inside a carved book. I verlor keine Zeit und sprintete zur verschlossenen Türe. Suddenly i recognized a dimmed light, and modrig smelling books. My blick was wandering around the bücherregalen, until i stuck on a book called "Time Traveller", from P. H. Morgenstern. I was so concentrated, that i barely heard the footsteps coming closer. My whole body shivered and i felt goosebumps running over my whole body. Out of my mind, i grabbed the book that got my most interest, and ran out of the room, closing the door quiet. I ran to a bücherregal right next to me, with the label "SciFI", and pretended to look around there. Mr. Henry was looking verdutzt at me. "Oh, i thought you didnt like SciFi books?". Damn, he was right..."Um i...i thought i should give it a try", i stotterte. Mr. Henry runzelte die Stirn. Ich schluckte angespannt den Kloß in meinem Hals herunter. But then Henry smiled "I hope you will like the one you are holding in your hands, its a very good book". I went to the Kasse and bought the book, i could barely look into his eyes. We get along very well, and he is always happy to see me, he also gave me many good book recommendations, and we can easy talk the literature we like. But this time, no other words went through my lips. When i reached the door, i felt ashamed, i knew it was not ok to take off this book, it wasnt even up for sale. On the other side i wanted to know what books he was hiding there. When i was out of the bookshop, i wasnt able to look back, i walked straight to my home. I told myself to read the book fast, and return it to him, so he will never know. I hurried to go home and immediatly opened my book when i reached my bed. My room was very cozy, umhüllt in sanftem moonlight. I was laying aufgeregt in my bed , right next to the window. Everytime i read my books at the evening, always at the same time, at 9.30pm.