The planet of Litterae Libri began with the forging of the great Rings and the boy who lived; it started in the best of times and the worst of imes, the epoch of belief and ended with the epoch of incredulity; it was created once upon a time and ended happily ever after; it formed with truth universally acknowledged and with a man named Ishmael. Litterae Libri began with authors.

Litterae Libri first formed as an insignificant speck, a mere idea in one human’s head. Originally, no one questioned its existence and acknowledged it as a planet, but over the millennia, it became the cosmopolitan universe of the galaxy.

Litterae Libri was formed through the contributions of every single author that passed the current of time. These authors thought that they were creating a world in their heads. Unbeknownst to them, they created a world where all their thoughts and ideas combined into a single, solid planet. A planet made up of intangible ideas, gases, and beings. Eons passed, and lo, Litterae Libri was born.

This planet had a community for every novel, essay, and paragraph ever written. Creatures wandered throughout different regions of the planet, ranging from Neanderthals to dragons. Everything that was on printed paper became reality.

The creatures on this world never mingled and are conscientious of their surrounding familiarities. They fear the million differences and what is to come when one race decides to conquer. There is no such thing as a hospitable neighbor nation and borders are heavily guarded by different forms of mechanisms, creatures, and rules that govern beyond the book pages. No one on this planet dares to enter another region-sector, for fear of the enormous differences, predators, climates, malevolent behaviors, and great beyond. Not one organism has ever trekked across the planet because of the many mysteries, adventures, and horrors; throughout Litterae Libri, the world becomes curiouser and curiouser.

If one were to voyage across Litterae Libri, they would encounter many dangerous and foreign things. One would find a city where all children, except one, grow up. They would find the Mediterranean Sea’s sirens and the monsters Odysseus encountered on his odyssey. There are Greek gods performing miracles, parties in the magnificent kingdom of Julius Caesar, and a master sleuth on 221B Baker Street solving a mostcertaincase. One would find dense jungles full of prehistoric reptiles and alien life forms hidden from view. Magical worlds, common worlds, and choir boys lay stranded and scattered on an island. Mystical creatures roam wild and evil lurks within the shadows on a fourth of May at a certain Transylvanian district, where all the evil things in the world will have full sway near a Castle Dracula when the clock strikes midnight, whose broken battlements showed a jagged line against the sky. A separate region contains a city where a man named Atticus teaches his kids that it is a sin to kill a mockingbird. Another world hides wide labyrinths in a lamp-lighted city, where a nest of hidden wickedness lurks in the mind of a good doctor.

Everyone and everything continues their lives, much like the generations before... never crossing nor knowing what lies beyond their precincts. A dangerous world, but one that draws things in. Perhaps on a Midsummer Night’s Dream, some creature will explore their own planet. Everything living on Litterae Libri knows that tomorrow is another day, and that the story is never really over.

A/N: this was an essay that I wrote in one of my classes. If you think I should make this into a prologue and begin writing a story, please tell me.

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