You step through double oaken doors into a massive candlelit chamber. Large wooden panels line the walls, stretching from the red-carpeted floor to the shifting shadows on the ceiling high above you. On the far side of the room a fireplace crackles merrily, its orange-yellow tongues of flame reflected prettily in the sides of a grand piano standing gravely by. You resist a sudden urge to rush over and play Chopin's Fantasie Impromptu (although you've never touched a piano in your life) and instead tread quietly across the floor to an ornate reading-desk in the middle of the room. On it lies an open gilt-bound tome, spidery (and messy) lettering scrawled across its yellowed pages. You pick it up and begin to read......
The Cynics Guide to the Galaxy
Different Folks, Different Strokes
What can Change the Nature of a Man?
What can Change the Nature of a Woman?