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Prompt: Collection


Dragons are famous, perhaps infamous even, for being hoarders. Usually they hoard gold, gems, and other things that the humanoid races value. It is even said that a dragon knows every item in his or her hoard intimately and would notice if even a single coin were to go missing.

Drakmanka often wondered how that could possibly hold true when most dragons seemed content to leave their hoard in a giant, untidy pile, and sleep atop it.

The black-scaled dragon came from a race of considerably more tidy dragons. Oh, young dragons still made messes; children are children regardless of their species after all. As a rule, however, her race liked to keep things organized. They also, much to the shock of many humans too versed in dragon stereotypes for their own good, did not hoard gold, gems, or other precious and valuable materials.

No, Drakmanka's people were dragons of literature. History, mostly. It had started many generations ago, when they first learned to use a written language. The trouble with keeping literature was it so easily became an untidy mess. Even when the dragons used their telekinetic powers to craft shelves for their growing collection of scrolls and codex, one dragon might shelve a work in one place while another dragon later would come along and shelve it elsewhere.

They quickly realized they needed order. The human librarians often use something called "the Dewy Decimal System" but that system simply did not work for the dragons' ever-growing collection of literary works.

So, the first order of dragon archivists was formed. They gathered in council and developed a plan for their library.

It was a sight to behold and many young dragons gathered, jostling and climbing atop each other to watch, as ten elder dragons worked in unison to reorganize the entire collection. Ten powerful minds, all masters of the skill of telekinesis, effortlessly rearranged thousands of tomes, books, and scrolls of varying sizes. The bookshelves themselves also floated through the air until they came to rest where their masters wished them to be. Not a single item so much as bumped against another during the spectacle.

When it was done, the library was as orderly as any dragon could dream of, perhaps more so. Organized in the fashions that suited dragon minds best, and with rules implemented to ensure the collection remained organized, the library seemed perfect. At least, until new volumes were ready to be added to the shelves.

The order of archivists grew to meet the needs of the community of book-crafting and collecting dragons. Though many generations have passed since that first council of archivists assembled and brought order to a chaotic book hoard, the library has remained organized and easily navigable - at least if you're a dragon.

Humans are welcome, of course, to visit the dragons' collection. They may struggle to figure out where anything is, but an archivist will be happy to show them the way. And give them lessons on the reading of the draconic language, of course.

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