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[blessedarethebookmakers]

[he doesn't seem to notice the camera. He is reading a book by a desk in the library office, sunlight shining through. Finally he blinks at the mirror and checks the time on his pocket watch]

Oh, dear. Yes it does seem to be that time again doesn't it. Welcome to the Magic Kingdoms etcetera and so forth. Pleased to have you here. There are several that will guide you and help such as Lydia and Eleanor and Michael-- and so on...

You are among...relative friends here save for certain foul smelling individuals with color changing hair that you should feel free to lob soap at at any opportunity. Don't be shocked should it run away crying.

But do try not to annoy the locals. They seem rather fed up with us already and I am frankly tired of getting glared at when I go for my daily constitutional.

Toodle-pip and behave yourselves.

[but he says this last to the book as if he's already lost interest]

Comments

[weaver_of_lies]

A handbook. I see.

Monsters transform, you say. Into what?

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Oh, that largely depends. Always on the full moon of course, but the transformations themselves vary a bit. Eldritch horrors, dragons, charming red bellied snakes. [a bit of an indulgent smile at that]

It's a bit of a dice roll it seems.

[weaver_of_lies]

That is alarming, but useful. Thank you...why, I'm afraid I did not catch your name?

[blessedarethebookmakers]

You may call me Aziraphale. And your own?

[weaver_of_lies]

I am called Shadow Weaver.

[blessedarethebookmakers]

How interesting. [and slightly informative]

Well, I hope we shall work together reasonably well in the ultimate survival of these Kingdoms.

[weaver_of_lies]

I am undecided about that, but stranger things have happened.

(Alternate universes, for instance).

[blessedarethebookmakers]

Mmm. As am I. But as you've said, stranger things have happened.

[weaver_of_lies]

It was good to talk to you Aziraphale. Perhaps we shall speak again soon.