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There are legends of monsters lurking in the Library, of course Librarians can take care of monsters
Big ones, small ones, Book burners, Madmen, Jailors, those with guns.
monsters, true monsters.
A faint screaming can sometimes be heard.
Something has captured a patron.
Librarians cannot do anything about it.
Others still tell tales of what that is.
Sometimes it leave the corpse of a librarian on the ground for all to see.
The librarians cannot do anything about it.
They leave posters so patrons know where not to go.
Some still tread in the dark.
An Interdimesional Love story ?
Today I met a friend.
Her name was Anah, she was scared.
I told her how to get home.
I like her, she is funny.
Today I went to
"Do you know the about the Library ?",
"No. what is a Li-Bra-ry ?",
"oh, do you not know what a Library is ?",
"Let me tell you",
The Library built for unknown reasons, built by unknown person, perhaps built for more esoteric reasons, reason we fail to understand. Built by either god, or the devil. Built by either a version of you, or me. Maybe even versions of us whom are Gods.
A Library is a collection of information written in books.
"What are Books ?"
"Oh, haha, I forgot that you don't know about books",
" Hand me that stick"
"Just let me show you"
This is a book, a symbol, a series of symbols that define a meaning
This is the Sun
This is the moon
These are stars
Words can mean so much more, words can breathe so much life into lives.
Words can make you scream, cry, laugh, or smile
Words are magic, able to convey meaning, thoughts feelings, they can do so much more than "SUN" and "MOON"
The words I am speaking through my mouth, the questions you ask can be written down.
"Can stories be written down"
"Ah I see you are much smarter than you look, stories being passed down from generation to generation through a storyteller, I presume your tribe has a storyteller right ?"
"our storyteller died"
"Oh Im so sorry for your loss"
Stories of Heroes, Mages, Seers, Thieves, Kings, and Princesses written down.
Children like you fighting against evil, Demons, and Demi-gods.
Words can send us to different places, make us live lives we could never had lived.
Imagine almost every book, er every story being told everything, ever told every word ever spoken, ever will be spoken, and never had been spoken. Lives of long forgotten heroes and villans.
It is open, only through a door, wether through thought, feeling, or even spell. Anything can open a door to the library.
"I still dont understand"
"Ah. well let me give you this"
'What is this ?"
"I don't know whats happening"
"ah I am sorry my child"
"Who are you ?"
"Ha, I pondered that question many times"
You see a long time ago another Traveler seeking shelter from the rain stumbled upon the library.
He became lost. He found books, legends tales, in tounges he could barely make sense of. Librarians became interested in this new form of book.
You as far, as librarians are concerned Books are their main obsession.
They begged the traveler for the knowledge inside of his mind. The Traveler was all too happy to oblige.
Stories of Beasts and Heroes never written, and that have been forgotten.
For our stories do not begin with written symbols but with spoken word.
A new class was created to gather stories, to hold them in their mind,