Dakkareth
First Post
Leaving the school after two particularily annoying hours Jens takes the bus to the Boston Public Library.
Why can't children simply do, what they're told? It's so annoying, I give them a task and instantly they start bitching about, talking to their neighbours and generally producing noise. With most of the school away they probably feel as if in holidays or something. Mmhhpf. At least it leaves me free to do other, more interesting things.
Well, at a second thought maybe it was his fault, too. His thought had invariably wandered back to that strange tome, Renard had shown him. His failure to determine anything about it had only hardened his resolve to learn something about it.
Jens threw a quick look at the street signs - three more stations to the library.
There are two possibilities. The first is, that it is a rather new text, probably 17th century, written in Greek for some reason. In that case, it would be of little interest to a classical philologist, which would explain, why I found nothing about it. But at that time texts scientific and religious in nature as well as most other texts were written in Latin ...
The other possibility is, that is is a reprint of some antique Greek text. In that case it would be an incredible valuable source and every Greecist would know about it - unless someone purposely hid it. Maybe it's some sacrelegious revelation about some unknown mystery cult that the priests of old hid away? Or maybe collector recognized it's value and choose to incorporate it into his collection - without giving the scientific world access. Whatever the reason, I must have a closer look ...
Leaving the bus strode into the library in a quick, almost impatient pace. Some of the accountants knew him from sight from his often visits, with the supervisor of the classical department he was on a first name basis.
Mmmhhh, let's see ...
He unfolded the list he'd prepared the last evening, when he had come to see, that his reasearch wasn't going to bring him anywhere.
If there was time after he'd be done with these points he'd look a little into the history of the Cobbs cemetary. Plans, subterran parts and maybe whatever odd things had happened there. After all if Pickman disappeared into tunnels, they could be connected to catacombs or something. The Romans often built subterran ossaries and old monasteries also had extensive cellars, so it wasn't too far-fetched.
Mmmhh, maybe there'd also be time to do some browsing through the rare manuscripts section? Probably not, but it was always interesting.
Why can't children simply do, what they're told? It's so annoying, I give them a task and instantly they start bitching about, talking to their neighbours and generally producing noise. With most of the school away they probably feel as if in holidays or something. Mmhhpf. At least it leaves me free to do other, more interesting things.
Well, at a second thought maybe it was his fault, too. His thought had invariably wandered back to that strange tome, Renard had shown him. His failure to determine anything about it had only hardened his resolve to learn something about it.
Jens threw a quick look at the street signs - three more stations to the library.
There are two possibilities. The first is, that it is a rather new text, probably 17th century, written in Greek for some reason. In that case, it would be of little interest to a classical philologist, which would explain, why I found nothing about it. But at that time texts scientific and religious in nature as well as most other texts were written in Latin ...
The other possibility is, that is is a reprint of some antique Greek text. In that case it would be an incredible valuable source and every Greecist would know about it - unless someone purposely hid it. Maybe it's some sacrelegious revelation about some unknown mystery cult that the priests of old hid away? Or maybe collector recognized it's value and choose to incorporate it into his collection - without giving the scientific world access. Whatever the reason, I must have a closer look ...
Leaving the bus strode into the library in a quick, almost impatient pace. Some of the accountants knew him from sight from his often visits, with the supervisor of the classical department he was on a first name basis.
Mmmhhh, let's see ...
He unfolded the list he'd prepared the last evening, when he had come to see, that his reasearch wasn't going to bring him anywhere.
- Existance of Book (see register of known sources. Medieval text?)
- The sign (religious context? ancient mystery cult? link to normal pentagram? <- look at pentagram, too!)
- Pickman's life (See events of the journal, newspaper articles? what with the paintings? collector of some kind?)
If there was time after he'd be done with these points he'd look a little into the history of the Cobbs cemetary. Plans, subterran parts and maybe whatever odd things had happened there. After all if Pickman disappeared into tunnels, they could be connected to catacombs or something. The Romans often built subterran ossaries and old monasteries also had extensive cellars, so it wasn't too far-fetched.
Mmmhh, maybe there'd also be time to do some browsing through the rare manuscripts section? Probably not, but it was always interesting.