Strange noises were heard coming from the ceiling beneath the attic space on the far east towers of the Archive.  By the gentle prodding (and when we say gentle we mean rough and rudely, and when we say prodding we mean prodding mostly done with pointy sticks aimed firmly at her fanny) of her devoted interns, our good old lass Babel Jean Tea Hymn was convinced to investigate. Ms Tea Hymn was a bit skiddish at first, to blindly go into these dark and mostly unused areas of the Archive, but after a bit more gentle prodding (and by gentle we mean… oh you get the picture, we threw the fussy old bird right into that dark old room!) Ms Tea Hymn bravely weathered the spiderweb infested attic by candle light alone. Many bets were taken as to the outcome of this spur of the moment adventure, but much to the disappointment of the interns (all of whom are still a bit spiky where Tea Hymn is concerned after her year of rude and relentless memo tyranny the Archive staff suffered before some peace was had when it was rumored dead professor Mint T. Zolty introduced his living colleague to the joys of ectoplasm and getting busy with the dead) Ms Tea Hymn returned from the attic unharmed and holding the creative efforts of some nameless attic dweller at the Archive. A fine selection of art pieces reprinted on what looks to be antique book pages were found left about the attic. The interns and their pointy sticks dispersed and Tea Hymn has hung a few of the collage pieces in the hallway with a note on how to own the selected pieces. Please have a look and should any appeal to you, please stop by the Archive shop.

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