Gecko's Corner

Read me, read me, read me the book whispers in my head. Another day of skill hunger, reading skill hunger, that washed through my blood like mad. I couldn't resist this call any longer than it took to finish a harmless other book. The pressure was to intense, the longing grew...

Read me, read me now.

I know it will hurt me, badly. It will give me nothing but grieve, hurt feelings and hunger for more. But on the other hand it is lonely, but very satisfying. I know it, and just thinking about it... I know I need it, and so my resistance weakened easily away and...

Sometimes you just have to answer if a book calls you to pick it up.