And so it is that bookshelves begin to shudder and crumble from high up, words begin to fight an almighty battle as librarians unite and recite incantations.

“Doomed are words that lack wisdom!” one says.

“Words of nonsense: disappear!” another continues.

“May all words dissolve and let a new dawn rise from the ashes of this planet!”

“Ashes?” the Captain asks, dismayed.

“The Planet of Books might explode,” a librarian answers, “its future is unravelling before our very eyes; it’s disintegrating, it’s dying.  You’d better leave.”

“Words, books and shelves?  Surely some part of this planet will come to no harm.  Some of it must be saved,” the King insists.

“There isn’t much time.  Now do leave us, you won’t be of any help.”

“There’s no way out,” the Captain continues, “we’re unable to leave”.

“Take this lantern,” one librarian offers, “it’ll keep the battling words at bay for as long as it shines.  Lanterns are light seekers.  It’ll instinctively lead you to the Light House – the main source of Light on this planet – walk up onto the highest shelf level where you’ll be left to your own device.”

“A Light House?” the Captain asks.

“All these years, it’s helped the words and books landing on this planet find their way and give them a sense of belonging by directing them to their respective areas. But beware the Light House Keeper, he might—”

“—Yes?” the King insists, “he might what?”

To be continued…©

Part 75


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