| OC Dump |

In libraries, there are countless stories; fact and fiction, remnants of history or slivers of the human mind. It is a place of endless lore, countless hours of scouring the shelves to find the novel that speaks to you.

Authors tear apart their families and their hearts to present you with a paperback tome that will eventually be lost to the plague of time, their livelihoods destroyed a millennia after they leave this place.

The difference between them and me is I didn't give a damn - and thus present 'The Oddly Crafted File of Fictional Beings'.

(drive.google.com/drive/folders/1aSV1TQYY_cSC5X1z7a-o1bA9u0SVsNd-?usp=sharing)