Smoke hung so thick in the library’s rafters that she could read words in it!

Books are flammable. Some books are more flammable than others. Some books call for the flames.  Those books should never see the wick of a candle. Store them safely in waterlocked rooms far from natural sources of light. For if they were to burn, all the things trapped within their crumbling pages will once again be free. And nobody wants that. Or maybe somebody wants that. Maybe I want that! Maybe that’s why I am here, in this particular library with this flickering candle. Maybe everything trapped within should be free. Maybe the world needs to know! Let’s find out!

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