by Robert Gryfft
After the fight, passing Fiction 811-815.5, he straightened a copy of War and Peace.
One of the dispatched ninjas twitched, tentatively.
A firm strike with his heel, and the ninja's neck was snapped.
"Didn't you know?" The Librarian narrowed his eyes and sheathed his storied blade. "It's story time, all the time, bitch."