Library, Thursday

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Something felt...off. Like at home, only-not. It itched at the back of Anemone's brain, like a memory of a forgotten dream, like she knew what was going on, if she could just fall back asleep.

Which is why today was Yeats, as she prowled the rows of books, glaring at Special Collections as if this was all its fault.

"My way/Lies through your spacious Empire up to light,/Alone, and without guide, half lost, I seek/What readiest path leads where your gloomie bounds/Confine with Heav'n; or if som other place/From your Dominion won, th' Ethereal King/Possesses lately, thither to arrive."

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Mod Thy Library

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For those/who ancient tomes/call upon to reveal secrets old.

...and don't need/want the aide to help.

Talk to the Aide

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Anemone was around, although she keeps slipping into seemingly random non-sequitors.

The Librarian's Office

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Where the librarians roam!

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Anemone was reciting Yeats; that was never a good sign. Henry pulled a couple basic research volumes, and, without comment, put them on one of the library carts near the reading area.

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Anemone wandered in with her basket of coffee supplies, setting to making a rather large pot. "Fantasy, abandoned by reason, produces impossible monsters," she informed him absently as she measured out spoonfuls of grounds. "I brought cookies."

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"I'll take a cookie," Henry answered. "What's going on with fantasy and reason, again? I think reason abandoned by fantasy gets monstrous pretty fast, too."

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"Goya," she said by way of answer, pulling a tupperware with chocolate chip cookies out of her basket. "'Fantasy, abandoned by reason, produces impossible monsters; united with it, she is the mother of the arts and the origin of marvels.' I think it might be the patron saint of the island. Do islands have saints? Is there a religion with a saint of fantasy?"

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Henry reached for a cookie. "Yes to islands having saints," he decided. "No to the other thing. I'm not Catholic, so there are gaping holes in my knowledge of such things."

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"I don't see why you have to be Catholic to have a saint. Couldn't the Perk have a saint of coffee if they liked? Or a saint of cookies, but I don't know what I'd pick for that," she mused. "What sort of saints would you create, if you could?"

OOC

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Sorry for delayed, I seriously thought today was Friday. Wishful thinking...