Everyone has a story to tell
Some are dark, others romantic
There was one 17 year old named Lily
Her story is endlessly amusing
Maybe it is more of a dark comedy
I find it comedy all the same right up to the gag of an ending
One might say her final act was quite breath taking
Didn’t leave any slack in the rope after falling from the 2nd floor
Ending it all with a SNAP!
Yes, endlessly amusing!
I could tell you all about why
However that part is quite boring
What is interesting is the end!
The end of someone’s story is always quite thrilling!
In Lily’s case it was quite obvious
Here in my library she will permanently reside
Just like good ol’ Clive
That man spontaneously combusted!
One might say his death was quite enlightening?
I crack myself up!
Truth is they are all just victims of this place
Another messed up business
In this black hole known as Black Winter
You can find files on every death here
You see, this is a place of souls
Logged, categorized, and ultimately recorded
This place needs to feed and as The Librarian
It is my job to keep the architecture up to snuff
Everything must be in order you know
From time to time a soul will be drawn here for me to collect
Some are already dead, eventually one must be consumed
A necessary sacrifice to upgrade or simply upkeep this…
…Endlessly hungry beast…
Black Winter Library is a living being
It needs to consume souls, know all their suffering
I once paid a visit to a woman who thought she found an escape
Yes, one from this place?!
The only thing she found in the end
Was the sweet suffering of the blade in my hand
Stabbing her again and again
She cried in pain
I smiled as her blood splattered on my face
It was necessary for she was chosen by this place
She was a soul to be consumed
I hear it’s made whispers inside my mind
Sometimes this place will change its layout entirely
The Library keeps quite the catalog of souls
Ever wonder what happened to your loved one?
With the right access you could find out
That will be the last thing you do though
I can replay anyone’s death, their entire life experience even
Their thoughts and pains
Any given moment of their lives
Like puppets the souls will even reenact everything for you
That however comes at a price
There are many secrets to this dreadfully dark place
No doubt what I tell you now makes little sense
Come by sometime, I assure you, I can help you understand…
Or don’t…I’ll likely come for you soon
If you really want to know the secrets of this town
This is the place they can be found
Good luck leaving with them though
I think you’ll find
This place is full of quite the history
Why would you ever think I would spoil its mystery?
I must go now…
The bell tolls…I must find another soul
This place must be fed
Otherwise I will be next…