Books

Books standing like sentinels, guarding their knowledge with deep sobriety. Each a work of someone's imagination, a desire to impart what they had learnt and what they want others to know.
Books on politics, books on travel, booked on philosophy, biographies, tales of the sea,and stories of love and deceit, of honour and corruption. Books on books, waiting patiently to be handed down from their vigil on the shelf, each self importantly proclaiming, me not him, I'm important take me !! The stories told and the excitement in store for those brave enough to open the page is like no other.
Each trip into the stack each browse of the covers brings a tingle of expectation, a frisson of excitement and anticipation, where will the story take us, what will the exposai reveal. Will the new knowledge change our perception, will it be life changing or simply disposed of as flaky ! The writers play with us with their intrigue and skilful use of language, we revel in their turn of phrase, their ability to catch our imagination and thrill us with revelation.
How much putty we are in their hands as we turn the page eager for more, captivated by the story or the proposition, willingly burning the midnight oil in the quest for answers.