Gatekeeper of heavens and the discovery of parallel worlds The library back at my school was a large, musty hall with long oak benches and tables scattered around. The lazy light that filtered in through the stained glass window and the twelve, large book-cabinets that stood like silent sentinels along the walls gave it a very religious experience. At one end of this room was a large dais and on it, with a table in front of him, sat our librarian — a curly haired, sullen-faced enigma who peered through his glasses at you in much the same way he would at dust motes.
The Ecstasy of Made Up Worlds
The Ecstasy of Made Up Worlds
The Ecstasy of Made Up Worlds
Gatekeeper of heavens and the discovery of parallel worlds The library back at my school was a large, musty hall with long oak benches and tables scattered around. The lazy light that filtered in through the stained glass window and the twelve, large book-cabinets that stood like silent sentinels along the walls gave it a very religious experience. At one end of this room was a large dais and on it, with a table in front of him, sat our librarian — a curly haired, sullen-faced enigma who peered through his glasses at you in much the same way he would at dust motes.