The Library

Glancing around the vast building, you notice stacks upon stacks of books shelved in rows of bookcases. An old and withered snake looks up from his reading and notices you for the first time. "Hello," he rasps in a frail voice, "I am Asminicus, the recorder of past. Please, make yourself at home. It is not much, but if you have a tale that you would like to send here, by all means, feel free." And with that, the old snake quietly slithers away, leaving you alone.

What is available so far....

Stories

Poems

Biographies/Histories

Non-fiction

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