The Hollow Branch

Nobody remembers planting the tree outside the reading room, only that it was there before the building was, and that the building was built around it rather than beside it. There is a hollow in the trunk at shoulder height. It is exactly deep enough to hold a folded page, and it has never once been found empty.

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