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"Isn't it amazing? I mean, I haven't been here in forever, but it hasn't changed a bit."
Josiah smiled to himself"It feels like a library. Like untapped knowladge is in here."
Salem nodded. "It was my refuge, my secret place I never told anyone about.." she looked over at him. "Until now..with you."
Josiah looked her in the eyes and said seriously"I won't tell anyone about your hiding place." he grinned a little at the end but the effect wasn't lessened nor was the promise in his tone.
Salem hugged him tightly. "That means a lot, Josiah." She smiled at him and then ran off into the centre of the store, spinning in a slow circle so she could see everything.
Josiah watched her and leaned against an over crowded shelf. Once his eyes began to wander he couldn't stop his curiousity. He moved through the isles and rows of everything he could have ever imagined
Exploring the memories of this place was amazing, but she wanted something else as well, she just wasn't sure about it.
Josiah stopped in front of the almost ancient looking texts. Reaching out for them he stopped, he wasn't sure if he was supposed to be touching them. He did a lot of things, and would do even more, but he didn't ruin written words. Not intentionally, at the very least.
"You can touch them," Salem said from behind him. "Nothing can ruin them. Absolutely nothing."
Josiah looked at her and smiled picking one off the shelf. It looked like it was in Enochian, or something along those lines. He ran his fingers over the pages"Wow." he breathed "I can't believe this place has these texts..."
"It has everything," she laughed. "Everything that has value." Even the trinkets, because there is value in memories.
Josiah looked up at her"These aren't even supposed to exist." he smiled and sat down in front of the shelf. He patted the spot next to him,
"Let me show you this."
((Awww!! he's a book nerd!))
((That's so cute!))Salem dropped down beside him and snuggled close to his side, wondering if she would ever get used to this kind of thing.
Probably not.
((I know right?! I was like Aww Josiah why didn't you tell me?!))Josiah pointed at the text, which looked like a jumble of lines and runes.
"It's said that this is the true history of Angels and Demons. It gets into all facets of Hell and Heaven. Any and everything you could ever want to know about it. The first Shadows are mentioned breifly. But you have Lyr texts that tell you what happened to their people."
((tehe. I love him even more now, and so does Salem. Though I don't know how it's possible to love him more than she already does.))Salem nodded, leaning closer. "How can you read that?"
((I know right?! I'm like now if only you could be real my love! You Patrik and Muse!))Josiah grinned
"I was taught at a really young age. I know lots of long dead and ancient languages. So they're all just in my head now." He tapped the page "I'm probably one of 5 people still alive that can read this."
((haha I wish they were all real. I wish the world they lived in was real, even the trouble..sometimes.))"That's amazing. I'd just take the easy way out and run my hands over the pages. Oh the wonders of being me," she joked quietly.
"But-""It will be okay. I promise."
His voice is so gentle, so soft.
Her heart pounds in her chest.
((Yeah if it was made real I would go live in it with you. I would take all of it.))Josiah laughed
"That takes all the fun out of it." he took her hands and put it on the pages
"Try it, your shortcut."
((Same. We could be Emmy and Salem. :D))Salem looked over at him. "I'm getting everything, it's just hard to decipher what it all is about. Guess shortcuts aren't always the best way to do things..." she poked his cheek. "Maybe we should buy it. You can read it to me before bed every night," she chuckled.
((hells yes we could! :D lol <3 my Patrik. He's so great. But Josiah is close to being my favorite. Him and Patrik are tied for my own characters faves Muse is my fave guy of yours. and we know the ladies list and how that goes))Josiah smiled and looked at her
"I'd love that. I really would." he stood and held his empty hand out to her.
((olo we do. I love Josiah even more than I love my guys...:D))She could swear she was either blushing or glowing. Either way, she was a little embarrassed. Salem put her hand in his and let him help her get up. "Let's get it. I know the owner, she won't mind."
((Oh my lord! That's a lot of love! haha :D I'm glad he's with Salem. She deserves a guy like this.))"Alright. Who do I pay? Or where do I pay?" Josiah asked looking around, they seemed to be the only two in the whole place.
(( http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=22... another twin set. And yes, Salem does...tehe))"Come 'ere. It's a really confusing place," Salem took off down an aisle and made a lot of turns before coming to a stop in front of a tall bar-like table. "Helena..."
The woman turned around and gaped. "Salem? Is that you, baby girl?"
Salem smiled lightly. "Yes ma'am, it sure is."
"Give me a hug, missy, it's been far too long!"
The two hugged and then they got down to business. "You buyin' anything, hun?"
"Sure am, Helena, if it's alright. We'd like to purchase this book."
Helena tittered and then took the book in her hands. "Salem dear, you can take it. I'm sure no one else ever will. Think of it as a gift." The older woman smiled, her blue eyes crinkling at the edges when she handed the book back.
((Awww!))Josiah smiled at the woman
"Thank you." he ran his hands over the cover.
Helena nodded. "Not one problem, young man. And who might you be?"
Josiah thought for a second"Salem's boyfriend." he said nodding, thinking that it was sort of the truth.
Salem bit her lip and smiled when Helena gave her a wink."Salem finally has a man. Amen!" Helena threw her hands to the Heavens. "Now off you go, little ducklings, go and have a good night together."
One thing she loved about Helena was her way of speaking the truth and being open.
That was also the only thing she didn't like about the woman.
Josiah smirked at Helena and nodded. He was still stuck in his spot, this place was like a maze and Salem was the one with the map.
Salem kissed Helena on the cheek and the woman kissed her on the forehead. "Off you go, ducklings!" Helena waved them away.She smirked and grabbed Josiah's shirt, pulling him behind her and back out into the streets.
Josiah was chuckling the entire way there. He couldn't even help himself, he tried to stop, but everytime he did it just seemed funnier.
Salem finally stopped. "What's so funny?" she asked, though she had an idea.
Josiah just smiled at her "She's a nice woman." he took her hand
"Where are we going now?" he asked
"Wherever you want to go this time," she smiled at him, squeezing his hand.
"I've never been to London. So I wouldn't even know what was good here." Josiah said wondering down streets keeping a tight grip on the book and a loose hold on Salem's hand.
"You're a brat," she exclaimed, bumping against him. "Do what you did before. Just go wherever you want to go."
Josiah shrugged"I've got to keep it intersting." he said. Then they were in the middle of the Irish countryside standing on front of a little stone house with weather worn fecne and stone pathway that snaked up to the door.
"You have your hiding place and I have mine." he explained walking up the path.
Salem's eyes widened. "It's beautiful," she whispered.
"I bought it." he said holding the door open."It's from the 1600's. Well most of it is anyway." Josiah nodded
"You bought it," Salem repeated, shocked for a moment. "That's amazing. I can't believe it's that old...Josiah..." she looked around once she walked in. "Wow."
The first floor had an open floor plan, worn pine floors a huge fireplace on the back wall the kitchen sepperated from the living room by a pine bar. Most of the walls had long bookshelves covering them, every where there was room there was an overstuffed chair or couch and then there was a desk. An enormous oak desk that had to be at least 100 years old, covered in papers that were filled with languages old and new in the same cramped handwriting. Josiah moved straight to the fireplace tossing some logs in and lighting them quickly. He set his new book down on a table that was next to an armchair. he smiled at Salem,
"I love it here."
"It's amazing, Josiah," Salem breathed, her gaze lingering on all the different counterparts of the place. "No wonder you love it." She finally looked back at him. "It suits you."
Josiah nodded "Yeah. I'm glad you think so." he said going back to her side and taking her hand.
"You want something to eat?" he asked looking at the kitchen
"Sure," it came out more like shoo-er, she smiled. Salem loved the feel of her hand in his, and it was weird, because just a few days ago she thought she hated him. So is this fate?
Josiah smiled and walked into the kitchen."So mi'lady what do you want to eat? I have everything you could ever think of wanting."
"That's unexpected," she chuckled. "Hmm...what time is it?"
Josiah shrugged "Probably midnight, maybe 11:30" he said looking outside.
"Then...how about we have tea and scones," Salem leaned against the counter, trailing her fingers over his hand in hers.
"Man you were raised in London." Josiah smirked putting water on.
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Josiah looked around, knowing the store type once he stepped in.