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Apr. 26th, 2013 02:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
herr_bookmanTwo mountains of books surround a skinny boy in the library today. Two mountains, and a disappointing gap where a third should be.
After having stopped by home for an inventory record, Autor--standing on a stool, no less--ignores his swollen knuckles to grasp the book at the top of the left stack. He dutifully flips to the end, crosses a name off of his list, and moves the book to the stockpile on his right.
Close observation reveals that he's wearing a silver ring.
Botherable, but somewhat annoyed.
After having stopped by home for an inventory record, Autor--standing on a stool, no less--ignores his swollen knuckles to grasp the book at the top of the left stack. He dutifully flips to the end, crosses a name off of his list, and moves the book to the stockpile on his right.
Close observation reveals that he's wearing a silver ring.
Botherable, but somewhat annoyed.
