The Book Eaters Club

What was that about, when we entered the "Library?"

He looked at me, cocked his head, and lifted an eyebrow. Hands on hips, he repeated what he said at that time. "One to remember by, two to live by, and three to never be remembered?"

"Yeah, that." I looked at him expectantly.

"Oh, I don't know." His head went to the ceiling to stare at the plain ceiling made of wooden beams, like the rest of this little building. "Could be a cursing, a blessing,...or," he paused as he finally looked at me, "a prophecy, as each of you went through a portal into a new future."

There were a select few who had the ability, or was it the abilities, to gain, or change from "eating books." I was one of them. Lexi was big on reading about herbs and plants, till one day she, herself, began growing the plants that she was reading about, out of her body. Frank liked reading books about animals, both real and fairytale ones, till one day he became a gorgeous black wolf. He was stuck that way for a month. Me, I'm different from both of them. My book eating got the government involved in our little club...