Literature
Commission: Conscious Components - Chapter 6
Jeremiah closed the heavy door to the upstairs room and stood for a moment on the landing, feeling that he was in need of taking a moment to breathe, despite the pressing weight of the wooden crate of books he was carrying. He rested the crate on the bannister, and pulled out a less than pristine handkerchief to mop the sweat from his brow, wondering just how many more trips up and down the stairs it would take him to move the last of his things from the room which had, until very recently, been his workshop and into the new space downstairs. Feeling the futility of pausing to ponder such things, rather than simply making the effort to get th