Monday, April 25, 2011

The Blind Man

There is a man who wanders through the libraries of the world. He wears a long black coat and dark sunglasses over his eyes... or rather, over where his eyes would be. His face is that of an old man, if not for that one missing feature.

In his hand, he carries a dusty old tome, and though he cannot see, he often stops to write in it with an old quill pin.

He is the Blind Man, and within that book he keeps his collection.

What does he collect, you ask?



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