Old Book

You opened the book. There's a crisp brittleness to the pages, and the letters are faded and barely readable. You can't even identify the author's name.

[Collection of Eddas]

This is a love song. Everyone suffers from unrequited love at least once in their lifetime.

At One, I fall in love.

At Two, you give me your smile.

At Three, I adore your touch.

At Four, a tender kiss...

At Five, we change our minds.

A petal scatters through the air.

At Six, I fall in love~

At Seven, you fall in love...

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I think this is it...!

I better write it down.

At Eight, we're both in love.

At Nine, you know my heart.

At Ten, I know you've

been waiting for me.

At Eleven, a precious

Whisper: 'Will you marry me?'

At Twelve, our two hearts

Are one. 12 petals, our

Love finally blossoms.

You copy down the final lines, and keep them in a note inside your pocket.

*Sigh* I can barely read this book. Maybe I should try flipping through another one.

[Sketzi Bundin]

I'm sorry, but that book is too fragile for handling. Only special customers can peruse these books.