Chapter 459

• He lets his hand rest on the shelf overhead, his gaze on the books instead of me. “My brothers and I were created from shadow. We are the only corporal beings on earth made with that magic. So while we aren’t shadows, we’re... related. In that we carry that magic inside us.”
• “Made” with that magic. That’s not the choice of word I expected when I ventured down this path.
• I open my mouth, ready to ask him what he means by “made,” but I stop before I utter a sound.