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Pure fiction, part 1
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Pure fiction, part 1 The bookshelves towered over the immediate surroundings, like monolythic skyscrapers that blocked out the heavens. The shelves made rows of non descript genres of literature, volumes varried from every topic, unending. Floating incandescent light, giving no warmth, illuminates the vastly winding corridors in perpetuity. The dry cold air treated the nostrils to the scent of decaying paper, moth balls, and ancient dust. Dim light danced boundlesssly towards the distance, with no windows around to subdue the abyssial shadows lingering in every corner. This is the sinner's library, like heaven for tricksters- with encyclpedia's of dick jokes. Laughter breaches the silence, accompanied by the jovial cackles of a raven, echoing through the otherwise empty void. "So, why is that funny?" asked a total wet blanket of a voice... owls are too serious. "Because the rooster was driving the farmer's truck of cashews.... his cock was driving his nuts, get it?" replied Wisakedjak rubbing thier eyes free of momentary tears. "it's just a pun, or whatever, nothing more", spoke the raven. The three figures were sitting against a bookshelf, stacks of porn magazines and similar reading material lay at their feet. The owl began to grow impatient. "You said it was important that we're here. i don't think we're using this place properly." the owl spoke, slightly irritated at the two fools laughing at a book of manscaping styles. "It is important- i can think of no three that deserve a vacation more so than us. Besides you love it here." said Wisakedjak, trying to make light of their abuse of 'hallowed ground'. "Oooooooh, let's find out how much cum it would take to cover Everest!" interupted raven with juvenial excitement. "See? This place has something for everyone to enjoy" The trickster began to stand, looking at the shelves for a book to match the query. The raven perching happilly on their shoulders to aid the search. "I doubt we'll be praised for our studies if you two are allowed to continue to run freely around this place. Please try to show it some respect." "Fine..." lamented Wisakedjak, "Go find a book you'd enjoy, might as well learn something while we're here." The owl flew into the darkness, it's white feathers fading into the maze of bookshelves. ....Wisakedjak and the raven quickly burried their heads into the pages of a collection of articles describing how to piss off eagles. The owl wouldn't be gone long, and there was little time for anything else. "You think it'll work?" asked the raven, earnestly. A toothy grin crawled on the tricksters face, reaching ear to ear. "it's perfect, and it'll be hilarious." said Wisakedjak. ...thanks for reading ^.^ |
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