[He says it with the intonation of a wry joke, and yet... it might be true.
Still, Stephen moves across to one of the shelves, pulling out a thick book. Not one of the older ones, but within its pages are entries that are adorned with ornate ink drawings.
He places it on a wide table, flipping it open. It lands upon the entry of Beowulf, and he taps the page.]
Look familiar to you? Not exactly an obscure individual, to say the least.
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[He says it with the intonation of a wry joke, and yet... it might be true.
Still, Stephen moves across to one of the shelves, pulling out a thick book. Not one of the older ones, but within its pages are entries that are adorned with ornate ink drawings.
He places it on a wide table, flipping it open. It lands upon the entry of Beowulf, and he taps the page.]
Look familiar to you? Not exactly an obscure individual, to say the least.