Well, hello there!
Alright?
So I went to this place where they sold antiques and some ancient manuscripts and merde.
So I walked past one that looked pretty mysterious. The typical black manuscript with some creepy eye designs, right.
So I opened it, even though it had a clear warning label not to and.... 



boom!



I have suddenly absolutely, completely and wholeheartedly dedicated my life to books. It's black magic I tell you.
And there's no going back once you start.

OK I might have been slightly exaggerating but where's the fun in normal!