The winds of change have blown through the shelves of my library, scattering legendary heros and magical villains hither & yon with no home to call their own! Their fate is in your hands! No room, no room, DH cries! Be gone, be gone! Out, Silver Woof, Black Falcon, out, Legends and Fallen Angels! Out Ladies of the Trillium, Lords of the Sky! Sorcers take the Path of Daggers ... DH cares not ... The Great Hunt is on, and no mystical fable is safe from his rampage! This is not The Death of Chaos, no Order War ... The Rage of the Sword Born and The Children of Wrath have no power against the wide-sweeping broom of DH! His Illumination will find The Magic Engineer, The Soprano Sorceress, The Blind Assassin in the darkest library corner! I have wailed from The Towers of the Sunset to no avail ... DH decrees these humble servants of Goodkind and Modesitt's fair ladies must take the Jewels of Elvish upon The Return Journey to Small Town or large, brave A Troubling Along the Border, perhaps find The Shelters of Stone...but they must go!!
I implore you ... save these my dearest friends! Shelter them among your own dear M.Y.T.H.s and tales ... let them not wilt away in the PBS swamp among the millions of other homeless tomes! Go to my Bookshelf, search out "Fantasy", and adopt an Alchemist, an Outcast, even a Pretender. Invite these, my dearest friends, into your home ... Your reward will be hours of magical adventure and romance!