The Librarian’s Dream
The old librarian1 had grown tired. He had spent his life in service to the library, tending the ancient tomes that rested there.
He rarely travelled outside its great corridors, and even then, it was only to water the flowers near the entrance.
He wanted to explore2 and see all the things he read about.
He wanted to see dinosaurs5 up close. Obviously, not the ones with sharp teeth, but a gentle plant-eater.
NB. The third set was supposed to be actions, but when I pulled dice from the bag, no cubes from that set appeared.