With a little shudder, followed by an even larger shiver, Tavi closed the thick old book he'd pulled from a high shelf and pledged quietly to never open it again.
He would keep it.
It was better if he knew where it was.
He knew what was in it now.
He knew that he could resist the temptation to-
Well a few more pages probably wouldn't hurt.
He wouldn't do anything with-
Better to really know what was in it.
He wouldn't-
He wouldn't open it again after this time, surely. But he'd keep it anyway, he'd-
Tavi sat quietly and read.