oh ye of simple penmanship, listen close, of the shapeshifting librarian, the written host. consistent in act, if not in form misshandle her books and feel the scorn.. sometimes she'll be cutely formed, other times terribly frightening, you've been warned... her books own secrets, read them if you aught, in them magic.. or demons caught... Heed the words, written or not... Even blank pages, have a story... Stories can make emotions enflamed.. Dramatic, and fearful... Sensual and hot... The library transports you.. To magic realms... and Euclidean odd angles and dimensions... You'll see things we can't speak of, and indescribable to mention... Your brain will turn to mush and rot... A gibbering mess of oozing incoherent thoughts... So be careful what you open... In this library of legend... And don't upset the librarian... Or by ye olde tomes... get brutally bludgeoned. Or by ye olde tomes... get brutally bludgeoned.