CLOSE YOUR EYES.

COME ON IN.
TAKE THIS SEAT, A STEEL TIN BIN.

COSY UP, WITH FIVE BALLS OF YARN.

FRESHLY SEWN AT THE LOCAL FARM.

A HOT DRINK? FRESH COCO MILK?

"AHHHHHHCHOOOOOO!"

BLESS YOU SWEETIE, TAKE THIS SSILK.

"TWELVE MUGS OF CHAI!"

OOOh, SMELLS DEVINE.

RIGHT, LETS START FOR IT IS TIME.
 

TWO CREATURES APPEAR FROM BEHIND THE YURT CANOPY. BOTH HEAD TO TOE IN WOVEN CUT-OFFS. SHARING THE WEIGHT,  THEY CARRY A LARGE LEATHER-BOUND BOOK AND STUMBLE TOWARDS OUR NARRATOR. THE TRIO SHARE A SMILE AS THE WEIGHT IS TRANSFERRED. KEEPERS TO READER. ADEEP INHALE INTO THE LUNGS OF ALL PRESENT.

A PAUSE.

FOUR,

THREE,

TWO,

ONE,

and

SLOWLY EXHALE.

 

A TYPHOON OF GLITTERY DUST ARISES FROM THE SADDLE-STITCHED OBJECT. ITS ANTIQUE COVER OPENED AND THE FIRST OF ITS PAGES TURNED.