Maedhros Nelyafinwë Maitimo Fëanorian ✧ Russandol (
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the_central_library2017-05-05 07:12 pm
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(He awakens from his meditation with a sharp gasp. There is darkness around him - no oddity in an unlit library aisle - but he sees something sinister; something beyond the tomes surrounding him.)
Since when have those lands been recorded? Do not write of them! Do not let them gain a foothold!
(Books are knocked askew as he rises in a flurry to his feet.)
I cannot hear you. I cannot. I will not! (Is that the sound of a chain dragging along the floor? Or is that his imagination?) You will not hold me fast!
Since when have those lands been recorded? Do not write of them! Do not let them gain a foothold!
(Books are knocked askew as he rises in a flurry to his feet.)
I cannot hear you. I cannot. I will not! (Is that the sound of a chain dragging along the floor? Or is that his imagination?) You will not hold me fast!
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...Maybe I am the Enemy and you don't realize it.
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You would smell of fire...of ashes...
Not the sea.
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Then another. [Stubborn.]
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No other. I remember... We are the shepherds of books.
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That's right. Hold onto those memories- hold onto me!
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Where have you been, brother? Where did you travel without me?
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I went to check a book that felt...off...
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Off...?
What of before?