AngryRebelTurtle

He called himself Yaris. He had no name that he knew of, and couldn't remember coming to this house. It was a beautiful grand prison, but Yaris could only define prison, and there was no connection between the place he lived and A building to which people are legally committed as a punishment for crimes they have committed or while awaiting trial. Yaris was a slight man, seemingly made of paper, with pale skin like the pages of the books with which he lived. He was surrounded by them; every room of the mansion in which he lived was a library, but every room was a slightly different flavor - not only the room itself, but the books which rested