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came to a plot that wasn’t just a plot, and a familiar grave that wasn’t even a grave. I stopped walking as soon as I saw where we were.
    My mom laid her hand on Macon’s gravestone, a wistful smile creeping across her face. She pushed on the stone, and it swung open. Ravenwood’s front hall stood there, ghostly and deserted, as if nothing had changed except that Lena’s family had gone to Barbados or something.
    “So?” I couldn’t bring myself to step inside. What use was Ravenwood without Lena or her family? It almost made me feel worse to be here in her home and still so far away.
    My mom sighed. “So. You’re the one who wanted to go to the
Lunae Libri
.”
    “You mean the secret stairway into the Tunnels? Will it lead into the
Lunae Libri
?”
    “Well, I don’t mean the Gatlin County Library.” My mom smiled.
    I pushed past her into the hallway and took off running. By the time she caught up to me, I had made it all the way to Macon’s old room. I flipped up the carpet and yanked open the trapdoor.
    There they were.
    The invisible stairs leading down into the Caster darkness.
    And beyond, the Caster Library.

CHAPTER 5
Another
Lunae Libri
    D arkness, it turns out, is about as dark as usual no matter what world you’re in. The invisible steps beneath the trapdoor—the same ones I’d stumbled and climbed and half-fallen my way down so many times before—were every bit as invisible as they’d ever been.
    And the
Lunae Libri
?
    Nothing had changed about the moss-covered, rocky passageways that led us there. The long rows of ancient books, scrolls, and parchments were hauntingly familiar. Torches still threw unsteady flickering shadows across the stacks.
    The Caster Library looked the same as always, even though now I was far, far away from every living Caster.
    Especially the one I loved most.
    I grabbed a torch from the wall, waving it in front of me. “It’s all so real.”
    My mom nodded. “It’s exactly as I remember it.” She touched my shoulder. “A good memory. I loved this place.”
    “Me too.” This was the only place that had offered me any hope when Lena and I faced the hopeless situation of her Sixteenth Moon. I looked back at my mom, half-hidden in the shadows.
    “You never told me, Mom. I didn’t know anything about you being a Keeper. I didn’t know anything about this whole side of your life.”
    “I know. And I’m so sorry. But you’re here now, and I can show you everything.” She took my hand. “Finally.”
    We made our way into the darkness of the stacks, with only the torch between us. “Now, I’m no reference librarian, but I know my way around these stacks. On to the scrolls.” She looked at me sideways. “I hope you never touched any of these. Not without gloves.”
    “Yeah. I got that down, the first time I burned all my skin off.” I grinned. It was strange to be here with my mom, but now that I was, I could tell the
Lunae Libri
had been every bit hers, as much as it was Marian’s.
    She grinned back. “I guess that’s not a problem anymore.”
    I shrugged. “Guess not.”
    She pointed to the nearest shelf, her eyes bright. It was good to see my mom back in her natural habitat.
    She reached for a scroll. “C, as in
crossing
.”
    After what seemed like hours, we had made zero headway.
    I groaned. “Can’t you just tell me how to do this? Why do I have to look it up for myself?” We were surrounded by piles of scrolls, stacked all around us on the stone table at the very center of the
Lunae Libri
.
    Even my mom seemed frustrated. “I already told you. I just imagine where I want to go, and I’m there. If that doesn’t work for you, then I don’t know how to help you. Your soul isn’t the same as mine, especially not since it was fractured. You need help, and that’s what books are for.”
    “I’m pretty sure this isn’t what books are for—visitations from the dead.” I glared at her. “At least, that’s not what Mrs. English would