Staring at the magnificently rendered text, Hadrian asked, “How could you remember all of this?” Myron shrugged. “I remember all the books I read.” “And did you read all the books in the library here?” Myron nodded. “I had a lot of time to myself.” “How many were there?” “Three hundred eighty-two books, five hundred twenty-four scrolls, and one thousand two hundred thirteen individual parchments.” “And you remember every one?” Myron nodded once more. They all sat back, staring at the monk in awe. “I was the librarian,” Myron said as if that would explain it all.
