you brush some ferns aside and find a hole between the tree roots. inside, you follow a tunnel that goes down, down, down into the earth, until it opens up into a warmly lit room, filled with the smell of old paper. the library is by no means large, but each book is a title you have never seen before.
so. this is basically a place for me to put my rambles, infodumps, and other bits of writing. I hope to eventually have a nice collection of books
(hover over a book to see its title)
