Weary reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, dim library. Regrettably, this book is unwell. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of its cover, Words written in bygone days are like parasites rooted in the pages, hoping for someone to observe their wriggling, To feel, to decipher, to touch the essence of this ailing story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please make sure to regularly check your own physical condition.