#hidden library

Inktober, Day 13: Dune

What happens if Aziraphale stays in the Apocrypha for an extended period of time?  I was bouncing ideas off of a very unprepared friend who knows nothing of Good Omens beyond “Hey, isn’t that the one show that has a demon and angel flirting while there’s a car on fire?” Which, yeah. 

Anywho, I figured if Aziraphale were to stay in the Apocrypha for enough time, it may create a strain for him to keep his confining, earthly form.  So fun times are to be had with a displaced angel in a daedric realm and its watchful Prince.  I just had a lot of fun picturing Aziraphale’s form slowly becoming more and more inhuman and angelic the longer he stays wrapped up in all the books to be found in the halls of Apocrypha. 

It’s another interesting thing to observe of this strange interloper for Hermaeus Mora, so why not let Aziraphale poke around the treasures of Apocrypha.

More from the Hidden Library:

F e l i x  - t h e   t i n   s o l d i e r                                            & A s t r a - t h e   m a t c h   g i r l 

Gorgeous aesthetics by Rebecca @thaliawho (ig i-sold-my-soul-to-books) 

Writer secret revealed: No Ordinary Star was originally conceived as a Tin Soldier+the Ballerina Christmas story, but it ended up being much more than that. Still, some of the original ideas remained, thus the nickname of Felix throughout the book “tin soldier”. Astra gets her own nickname from another Christmas story by Hans Christian Andersen, although she herself doesn’t realize that, until she discovers a half-burnt book of Christmas stories in a hidden library. And that’s when the story begins.

And by story, I mean the world explodes around them.

And by begins, I mean they are exploding along with the world.

No Ordinary Star by M.C. Frank -  and sequels No Plain Rebel and No Vain Loss- available on amazon and wherever books are sold.

I had a dream that I was traveling towards Downtown Houston, but decided to make a detour off a random exit. (My car was also not doing too good, so that was another reason). I ended up walking through this neighborhood that was kinda like an apartment complex and had a playground in the middle of it. When I got to the playground, I discovered another building that went underground which turned out to be a local library. It was small from what I’ve seen, but it was filled with kids and teens, and the librarians were friendly and had character. I was looking through the shelves and found that the library mostly contained graphic novels, comics, manga, and things of that nature. I was getting excited over spiderverse comics when one of the librarians started asking me things. I don’t remember exactly what happened, but I think I was talking about superhero comics to one when there was a commotion outside. 

Next part of the dream was really something. I was trying to find my way through the same neighborhood, but I vaguely remember there being soldiers and tanks nearby. I was running with a kid or two, ducking behind stone walls while shooting was happening. Eventually, I made it to a house, where I walked in and found this Korean couple (I later realized they were my parents) on the floor. My mom was barely conscious, her face was ghoulish and her hands were bone-y. My dad was telling me something, I can’t remember now. It was in an urgent tone, and I noticed that he had blood on his hands. I think they were caught in the shooting and were barely able to make it into the house. I didn’t know what to do. I think my dad had said that I need to run someplace safe. I couldn’t stop looking at his hands.