The Professor couldn't help but smile proud of the Socialite's reaction.
"Glad you like it. It took too much time and resources, not to speak of the heavy duty of moving all this, keeping it ordered enough and somewhat clean, so appreciation is always welcome."
They get interrupted by a frost-moth, lazily flitting around and getting lost among the tomes. Its wings seem to bear writings, in a very small scale, but the patterns are almost discernible at plain sight- If it just stopped fluttering the wings.
"Ah, it's also her merit. A huge part of this library was obtained thanks to her, thus why she lives here. But what I was looking for has to be around..." perusing some shelves, they finally reach for a leather binder, with no title. "Ah! Here it is."
"Some time ago I found a very forbidden copy of the magnum opus of a tormented genius, one of those who reached deeper understanding about the Correspondence than almost anyone. They used it to compose an opera, one meant to be performed with glass instruments, very concrete dancing and songs, all of them summoning emotions and thoughts of extraterrestrial nature directly into the witnesses' minds. Its name is 'The Bell and the Candle'. I have started writing a manuscript copy of my copy as practice for the classes, as no printing press would endure the task. So far I only finished a couple acts, but as I keep working on it, I can bestow the finished scripts to you."
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Re: A Morbid Appointment
Date: 2025-07-09 04:04 pm (UTC)"Glad you like it. It took too much time and resources, not to speak of the heavy duty of moving all this, keeping it ordered enough and somewhat clean, so appreciation is always welcome."
They get interrupted by a frost-moth, lazily flitting around and getting lost among the tomes. Its wings seem to bear writings, in a very small scale, but the patterns are almost discernible at plain sight- If it just stopped fluttering the wings.
"Ah, it's also her merit. A huge part of this library was obtained thanks to her, thus why she lives here. But what I was looking for has to be around..." perusing some shelves, they finally reach for a leather binder, with no title. "Ah! Here it is."
"Some time ago I found a very forbidden copy of the magnum opus of a tormented genius, one of those who reached deeper understanding about the Correspondence than almost anyone. They used it to compose an opera, one meant to be performed with glass instruments, very concrete dancing and songs, all of them summoning emotions and thoughts of extraterrestrial nature directly into the witnesses' minds. Its name is 'The Bell and the Candle'. I have started writing a manuscript copy of my copy as practice for the classes, as no printing press would endure the task. So far I only finished a couple acts, but as I keep working on it, I can bestow the finished scripts to you."