Adventurer Mollie and The Empty Book with the Blue Cover

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Chapter 6
The book lying in Mollie's backpack weighed little more than a thought. And yet it seemed to carry a weight—a quiet depth that came not from pages, but from possibilities. The cover was velvety, deep blue like a night sky, crisscrossed by golden lines that moved like tiny shooting stars. No title. No author. Just that mysterious glow at the edge of things. Mollie sat back on the bus, the book on his knees. The turtle was silent, but it occasionally glanced over at him, as if checking if he was ready. But for what? He opened the book.
Empty.
Page after page. Not a word, not a sign, not even a hint of ink. But on every page, something vibrated. Like a faint echo from the future. Stories waiting to be discovered. Or perhaps written. On one page, almost in the middle, was a single golden dot. Mollie touched it with her claw – and the page flared briefly. Just for a moment, then it was blank again. But inside, something was different.
As if the book had asked, "Are you ready to stop being just a reader?"
The bus stopped again, this time in a place full of mirrors. Some were broken, some blind, others clear as water. In each, Mollie saw a different version of herself – laughing, searching, tired, brave. And somewhere in between: a version that wrote. With heart. And without fear.
The turtle stepped up beside him.
"This book will fill – but only with what you dare to remember."
"I don't remember anything," Mollie whispered.
"Then start there."
And when he opened the book again, a line had appeared, as if written by a strange hand – yet familiar:
"You are the story you seek."