pulvis et umbra sumus
Welcome to the order of books & worms. 
A place where there are no mourners, no funerals.
A club, like no other. 
You are invited to join the Readers Society.
We are the secret assassins, the true heirs to the throne, the quirky group of misfits that find their families in the most unlikeliest of places, the people who understand what true wingspan means, lovers of smut and searchers of worlds beyond our own. 

This is a place to find an insignia that speaks to your inner bookworm, an item that only you and your fellow scholars will know the true meaning of. 
omnia paratus, my friends and welcome. 

The Society is the blog space for you to gain inspiration, read interviews with some of your favourite bookish influencers and there will also be secret insider information to the inner working of Readers Societies.

“Pulvis et umbra sumus. It's a line from Horace. 'We are dust and shadows'. Appropriate, don't you think?" Will said. "It's not a long life, killing demons; one tends to die young, and then they burn your body - dust to dust, in the literal sense. And then we vanish into the shadows of history, nary a mark on the page of a mundane book to remind the world that once we existed at all.”
- Will Herondale, Clockwork Angel. 

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