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thegreatlibrary2018-06-23 09:55 am
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Welcome to the Tea Party
Who: Open Post!
What: A trip through L-Space
Where: The library and then Wonderland
Warnings: None that can be thought of at the current moment
[It is a lovely day on the grounds of the Library, dear Patrons, but that is not why you are here today. Each of you has, in your own world, received an invitation with very specific directions. It has brought you to the Library, up to the second floor, along to the 33rd row, second shelf, and 27 books along. Perhaps some of you recognise the book, perhaps you do not. It doesn't matter either way. The invitation you received bids you to open the book to chapter 7, page 60.]

[Once doing so, you find yourself removed from the library and someplace altogether very different. It is a bright land, filled with colours and amazing sights. You are invited to walk down a cobbled together path, through the gate and towards the very long table which is all laid out with all manner of things. Various tea-pots and cups litter the surface, and there are cakes, and sandwiches, and other snack type foods. The smells of tea are varied, and you will always be able to find the right brew for yourself]
[That is, of course, except for every so often when the table will just reset itself and everything will be moved around and not where you expect it to be. If something is sitting on the table during a reset? It will be moved, there are no exceptions to this. However, it is hoped you will enjoy your day]
[Welcome, dear patrons, to a mad tea party]
What: A trip through L-Space
Where: The library and then Wonderland
Warnings: None that can be thought of at the current moment
[It is a lovely day on the grounds of the Library, dear Patrons, but that is not why you are here today. Each of you has, in your own world, received an invitation with very specific directions. It has brought you to the Library, up to the second floor, along to the 33rd row, second shelf, and 27 books along. Perhaps some of you recognise the book, perhaps you do not. It doesn't matter either way. The invitation you received bids you to open the book to chapter 7, page 60.]

[Once doing so, you find yourself removed from the library and someplace altogether very different. It is a bright land, filled with colours and amazing sights. You are invited to walk down a cobbled together path, through the gate and towards the very long table which is all laid out with all manner of things. Various tea-pots and cups litter the surface, and there are cakes, and sandwiches, and other snack type foods. The smells of tea are varied, and you will always be able to find the right brew for yourself]
[That is, of course, except for every so often when the table will just reset itself and everything will be moved around and not where you expect it to be. If something is sitting on the table during a reset? It will be moved, there are no exceptions to this. However, it is hoped you will enjoy your day]
[Welcome, dear patrons, to a mad tea party]
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[The sour look of someone who has also lost their cup]
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[Here the Dormouse shakes itself, and begins singing in its sleep 'Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle--". It repeats itself until another guest reaches over and pinches it. Faramir shakes his head and stands up.]
I can certainly say this has been an unusual experience. But I think I am ready to be done with it.
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[The mouse is singing. of course it is. Benedick sighs]
Perhaps retracing our steps will find us back in the library?
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[He halts upon seeing a large cat with a larger grin poised on a branch above their heads. The cat winks at them unmistakable, then slowly disappears into the air, the grin somehow remaining for a moment after the rest is gone. Faramir shakes his head and walks more quickly.]
If mice may sing and cats do I know not what in this place, which is contained in only one of the many thousands of books contained in the Library, then anything may be possible. And yet for all that, no one knows of a way out.
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The obvious answer would be to make our way through the book, but there must be another way
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[He sighs, looking faintly grim.]
My suspicion now is that we all came from books ourselves, and if we might find our own we could return to them. But I greatly dislike the implications of that thought.
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[Benedick takes a more sideway view of it]
Though I suspect we would be prevented or unable to find the ones we belong to. Those are not for our eyes, but one greater. After all, no man may know what's to come in his life.
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[Faramir looks surprised.]
You may be right. The Library works in mysterious ways, that much is certain! And though I had never imagined Eru Ilúvatar as a librarian, I must say it appeals to my scholarly nature.
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It makes some level of sense. A life story told in a book
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[He shakes his head.]
I cannot picture myself as the main character. That honor surely belongs to another.
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Thus we are the lead in our own life, and a side in someone's else. At least, if I am understanding the terms correctly.