Blake opens the van's back doors, and retrieves the backpack she'd taken and loaded up with scavenged books. She hands a few to Yang -- all of them are pretty badly damaged. Water damage, or the paper too brittle to handle. Still, she'd been able to page through a couple of them to find fables about humans and creatures.
"Some of the other books I found were pretty badly burned. It looked like it had been done deliberately," Blake offers, thoughtful. "These ones are mostly like fairy tales. A couple other ones were fiction, but I couldn't make much out."
Needless to say, as far as reading material goes, they're not great. It looks like she'll be sticking with her ebooks for a while longer.
"A couple of the covers are intact, though." Blake finds another book with a mermaid in deep ocean on the cover. Another, with a centaur man galloping through a field of arrows. "Nothing as evocative as your mural, though," she teases.
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"Some of the other books I found were pretty badly burned. It looked like it had been done deliberately," Blake offers, thoughtful. "These ones are mostly like fairy tales. A couple other ones were fiction, but I couldn't make much out."
Needless to say, as far as reading material goes, they're not great. It looks like she'll be sticking with her ebooks for a while longer.
"A couple of the covers are intact, though." Blake finds another book with a mermaid in deep ocean on the cover. Another, with a centaur man galloping through a field of arrows. "Nothing as evocative as your mural, though," she teases.