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Okay so I was doing the epic reorganization and I found this....really old book.
I mean I'm pretty sure it was like a grimoire or something because I actually had to like...fiddle with this super-epic seal (I realize, yes, that there is a horror movie out there somewhere that probably starts just like this) and finally I got it out and it's not.
It's by some guy named John Cleland? (Has anyone heard of him?)
The moral of the story is:
I still haven't found a grimoire. Three ancient bibles, a first-edition copy of The Bell-Jar, a book of erotica in which all the erotica was blackened out by a thick sharpie marker, and one copy of Fanny Hill under warded lock and key. And a bunch of stuff I'm not even mentioning on this thing because somewhere a bibliophile is already planning on how to rob the store...
But at least now if you're looking for Dan Browne you can find him easily instead of having to google his birthdate.
I have now breathed in enough dust to warrant a boxed lung or something.
I mean I'm pretty sure it was like a grimoire or something because I actually had to like...fiddle with this super-epic seal (I realize, yes, that there is a horror movie out there somewhere that probably starts just like this) and finally I got it out and it's not.
It's by some guy named John Cleland? (Has anyone heard of him?)
The moral of the story is:
I still haven't found a grimoire. Three ancient bibles, a first-edition copy of The Bell-Jar, a book of erotica in which all the erotica was blackened out by a thick sharpie marker, and one copy of Fanny Hill under warded lock and key. And a bunch of stuff I'm not even mentioning on this thing because somewhere a bibliophile is already planning on how to rob the store...
But at least now if you're looking for Dan Browne you can find him easily instead of having to google his birthdate.
I have now breathed in enough dust to warrant a boxed lung or something.