Ive had this book since I was 6 or 7 years old, and it is ragged. I cant remember the last time I read it, probably as a teenager, but Im repacking my fragile books and found it again and just got a huge hit of nostalgia. I cant actually read this copy anymore. Its binding are loose and the pages are starting to slip, but the feel of it is such a weird comfort, and seeing it packed under my douglas adams, and just under it a very worn copy of The dragons are singing tonight just took me down memory lane in the best way.
by RawrSuka