There is a book in the basement.
This is not unusual, of course. There are many volumes stored away in damp cardboard boxes. They age with yellowed pages, melted glue, foul mildew, and spider's dust.
But the basement is not where this particular novel belongs. Its cracked leather binding has been long suppressed by the weight of the books above it. On its cover, faded impressions of the book's title remain surrounded by flaky traces of gold leaf.
The Demise of the Argha'lek and Origin of Kaos
A tale lost in time, yet still housing truths and stories of the eons. Soon to be rediscovered, the book stiffens with a sense of purpose.
But today is not the day.
YOU ARE READING
RANDOM STORIES WITH NO CONTEXT
Short StoryThe title is incredibly prominent, Darling. Take care to dilate thy pupils enough to see it.
