The Author's Home

In the Library there was rumoured to be,

A volume shrouded in mystery.

Within the pages of this tome,

Was said to be the authors home.

No walls, or doors, or rooms were found,

No, here only adventures abound.

Gallant heroes whom dragons fight,

And damsels stolen in the night.

There were thieves and pirates,

Lords, and ladies, and hated tyrants.

Terrifying beasts and warriors who slay,

All with stories from which they'd not stray.

The author wrote and wrote,

Their story growing with every quote.

Worlds flowed from the tip of their pen,

Tales we never thought to hear again.

In every Library you'll find this book,

For all you have to do is look.