The right conditions – Incipimus Iterum

The group gathered in the old building is a carefully selected group. More so than any the caretaker has ever seen. They assembled just as the others did in the past. Now they watch him with rapt attention. The room is quiet and they watch the caretaker as he removes items from the wooden crate.

It is different every time. The items in the crate are exclusive to the chosen few. It is always the same. The items will matter in some way. Furthermore, it isn’t a case of knowing how or why. Even the five chosen are not aware. But it is the same each time.

The right conditions – Incipimus Iterum

Each time, it is a hundred years since the last. Then the process starts again. First the book appears somewhere in the old building. Splayed open, and laying in the open. Then the keys appear. They do not merely arrive. They appear. Sometimes they (the recipients) have no choice but to respond. The keys are astonishingly personal in their placement and subsequent discovery.

If there is a divine force at work it is a mysterious one. With this in mind he begins to tell those gathered, of the basics. Every time, there are the doubters. Yet, they are not steadfast. There is something about the wonder of the experience, that softens doubt.

There is no way the caretaker can answer more than the most basic questions. It isn’t a matter of secrets, other than those of the book, as much as a matter of the unknown. He could not answer questions about the future. Furthermore, there was no way to know the outcome of events that had not happened. Yet.

With this in mind, he feels only lightly surprised when there are no questions. Indeed, he felt certain there would be some curiosity. However they were already a bonded group. They were becoming more attentive by the moment. Therefore he describes the process as he knows it.

The right Conditions – Incipimus Iterum

He has seen it enough times to know it is more than just a work on a cosmic scale. It always ties to the concept of destiny. In fact, the shelves of the old library are filled with volume, after volume, of it. Literally. With this in mind, here is where he usually must offer the only proof there is.

The turn in the tale. It is more than some can understand. The concepts are timeless, therefore it’s a long view. Consequently, this is where he loses some of the selected ones. By then it is usually one of the items in the wooden crate that convinces them. Destiny at work. It really didn’t matter what the caretaker did.

Next they move into the inner rooms of the old building. In every room there are shelves upon shelves of books. Volumes of every size and origin. Some are so old there is no reference to them anywhere. They are the references, for all intents and purposes.

It never fails, that the interest of the group is very keen at this point. They listen with rapt attention. Absorbing the mysteries as they unfold. The caretaker, for his part, merely opens the library for the readers. As to how their story begins, he has some ideas. How it ends, isn’t written yet.

Destiny

Similarly they are usually at the more recent areas of the old building by this time. Moreover, it is now possible for the caretaker to offer, the only proof there is. Evidence that is only visible when the five have reached this point together.

He pulls a volume from one of the shelves. Any volume will do. Any of the pages will reveal information, only relevant to the five. Every time; and the caretaker has no idea what the book will contain. Only that it is relevant to the selected five.

Incipimus Iterum

This is where they find their way forward without the caretaker. It might be on the way to the next room. Or it might happen as they examine the volumes in the previous room. The caretaker will look around after a moment, and the old library will be empty. All the books closed and the five already writing their own volumes of mystery and destiny. Which, come to think of it, feel like one in the same sometimes.

Fini