“This is my library,” Yvor said,
gesturing expansively with his pipe.
“Grand, though it seems you've not
yet completed it,” I said, noting the half-empty shelves.
Suddenly, there came the sound of a
book appearing from nothing; a most unusual noise.
“That is the book of what would have
happened had I decided not to reveal my secret,” Yvor laughed. “You see, here the stories of all possible
Yvors appear after the chance that might create them has passed.”
“How terrible!” I said. “To know always what might have been...”
Yvor smiled serenely. “I see you are not a reader.”
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