There, where one burns books,

one in the end burns men.
(Heinrich Heine)

For the librarians

I might as well say, right from the jump: it wasn't my usual kind of job.

The words stuck to his tongue like...the ashes that had fallen in a warm rain after the last book burning.

"Too many books burned in the world."

Even though we were by the fire, I shivered. Ozren put the book down, on the mantel above the hearth. He reached for me. This time, I didn't pull away.