I found the entrance to the library behind a sliding mural depicting Skt. Michaels fight with the dragon. What a strange wonderful room filled with maps and charts and old manuscripts from an other world and age. I can't say exactly how long I dwelled there but I remember the sun setting through the arched windows at least twice maybe more. Again I found some quite delicious lemon bisquits seeming only slightly old. Behind a corinthian pillar stood a pair of old muddy wellingtons. As if someone had taken the trouble of carrying them across the room from the french doors and then being distracted just put them down there.
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