An uncanny sense seems to itch awake the longer I glance upon the tomes. To call these books would be rather rude. With extreme care, I need to not just catalogue these pieces, but glean their knowledge. Commit them to memory. Document every page perfectly for all time. Perhaps working with the computers and scanners could help towards this. I have a basic knowledge of such things. But it seems moving to such a medium may be worth it.
More importantly, I must retain control over the tomes. Geraldo will want them. Perhaps they were written by the same hand as the tome Tatters has. Perhaps I should recreate these works using my own ink and pages.
Perhaps I should close this journal and begin taking true notes, true dictation. The library will be mine. And no one elses.
Friday, April 16, 2010
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