The Teacher

As rumor has it, deep in the Library lives a retired literature teacher. She is said to be an imposing stereotype of a woman: her lips drawn into a strict, narrow line; her nose decorated by thin rimmed glasses she glares over more often than through; her silver hair pulled back into an imposing schoolmarm's bun; her hands always in possession of a red pen and a ruler worn smooth from wrapping knuckles. She is said to wander the Library grading the work of patrons in fearsome red ink.

But then again, rumor tends to exaggerate things.


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Fugue State
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