Just as I was about to deliver the fatal blow to my arch-nemesis, she tempts me with a book, a 600 page book involving Norse princesses, medieval warriors, and regular teenagers with the ability to time-travel. I scream as my lack of self-control slowly devours me. My greatest love will be my greatest weakness. My enemy has defeated me with my love for reading! How can I possibly resist leaving this world for another? As my self-control slowly erodes, my nemesis cackles and tosses the book into a pool of hot lava. I fall to my knees as my nemesis delivers my fatal blow.
Inspired by Patrick Rothfuss’ The Name of the Wind.