Epeolatry- The act of worshipping words, particularly from books or novels. William Owen Herondale thought he was the only person who lived and breathed words, the only person to be fully emerged in epeolatry. He was in his own world, consumed by the pages upon pages of the books that he believed changed his soul with every word, if not every letter. Nobody could understand the world that Will seemed to create and love. Even the closest person to him, the only person Will had ever opened up to or expressed emotions other than disgust to, Jem could not understand this seemingly foreign land; he could only accept it as a part of Will. Because of this Will had no hope of ever meeting anyone with a soul similar to his and in a way he thought that this was for the better, he had isolated himself from everyone apart from his weakening friend with the desire to keep them safe. When he had first saw her, he knew that she was different to the others; from the crazed yet determined look that whirled in the storm of her vibrant grey eyes to jug she held in her hand, brandishing it as a weapon. However, what Will failed to notice in those first few moments was that the girl with the grey eyes managed to have a soul that was marked with the art of epeolatry to the extent his was.All Rights Reserved
1 part