Andrew Ian Dodge continues to chronicle the goings-on with… The Sage!
As the Sage flicked through a tome that he had just received in the post he pondered whether or not it was genuine or a “clever fake”.
He read the text, in the language in which it appeared; trying not to read aloud or even think in coherent passages.
If his eyes were drawn to something for too long he would flick his eyes to a few pages hence. Various cursed tomes had taken many a naïve student in such ways; to dire ends naturally.
A dealer in London declared the book to be genuine; the Sage had his doubts.