Recent Whispers
Filed by Booktrovert #11 with one ear to the ground
These are messages. We donβt know where they come from. Some may be sent by readers. Some may be echoes. Some may be the Ghost of Mark Twain.
- π βThe spine was cracked, but the story held.β
- π‘ βNever trust a bookmark with no creases.β
- π βHe remembers. He always remembers.β β R.F.T.F.
- π βThere is a paperback beneath the floorboards. Leave it there.β
- π βI found a receipt in a novel. It was dated tomorrow.β
- π βIf you get lost, read the same sentence out loud seven times. Slowly. Then wait.β
- π―οΈ βThe Sacred Stack grows. Do not ask how.β
- π βWe never finished the clubβs first book. It started finishing us.β
- πͺοΈ βDo not whisper back.β
- ποΈ βOpen to page 88. Look at the margin. Do not blink.β
More whispers are always arriving. If you hear one, record it carefully. Preferably in pencil.
Noted,
Booktrovert #11