Elphias (narrative)
Elphias couldn't believe he was actually working in a library of all places. It was a dream job and it'd been served up on a platter for him. He could pay for his own living space, now!
He'd been working in the library for less than two weeks, but he already felt like he was at home amongst the shelves upon shelves upon shelves of musty old books. It was glorious. Well, except for the moment when the earthquake hit.
Elphias was bent over, shifting books, when the first quiver sent him careening backward. He slammed head-and-shoulders first into the column of shelved books behind him, which knocked him dizzy. He went for his wand, but mother nature was faster.
Getting whacked in the face by a large text volume on Herbology was the last conscious moment for Elphias. He took another nasty hit to the head as his entire body was pinned between the two heavy columns of shelved books -- the crunch of bone and flesh unable to be heard over the thunderous sounds of other shelves falling.
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