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[Someone found a room set in a library of sorts. Anathema's hiding out somewhere in the back, curled up and comfy in a large armchair with a couple books open across her lap. One appears to be an old manuscript, its pages yellowed and curling at the edges, and on top of that she has a tattered old notebook that she's frantically scribbling in. Every once in a while she'll stop to page through the manuscript thoughtfully before going back to her notes.
She may as well attempt to be productive. Maybe there was a way she could save these to computer documents after....]
She may as well attempt to be productive. Maybe there was a way she could save these to computer documents after....]