Droplets from the Inkwell

Writing Quickie: Searching the Library

The wooden double doors creaked as I opened them. I stepped into the dimly lit room and turned to one side. The doors swung shut as I pulled a lantern from its holder to light my way. I walked down this side of the room, looking at the plaques that hung from the ceiling in the middle of each aisle. I finally found the one marked “Histories -- Northern Tribes” and walked underneath it. I glanced at the scrolls that lined the shelves on either side of me, trying to make out the smaller plaques that were spaced every three feet or so. I’d swing my lantern closer, trying to cast more light on the engraved words.

After several minutes, I found a plaque that read “First War between the Hojari and Nothun.” I estimated that there were between fifteen and twenty scrolls on the shelf above the marker. Ancient parchment crackled softly as I picked up each manuscript, read the archivist’s script on the outside, then set it back. On my sixth attempt, I found one that indicated that it was recorded by a monk as dictated by two storytellers of the Nothun tribe. I smiled and tucked the scroll into the carrying case I had attached to my belt. This would surely the information I had been seeking.

JarredH

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