Jan 23, 2006 21:59
Aronnax's little library is lined with bookshelves, all of them carefully set away from the fire. There is a chair in front of that fire, and a desk a little to one side. There's a tea kettle swang over the fire, about to whistle.
Aronnax himself is attempting to re-organize the shelves, an endeavor that so far involves a stack of books at his feet and a step ladder.