The Hero of Legend on Night Watch

Stepping off the pedestal, I approached the towering stack of hardbound notebooks. Night had settled deeply over the room. Between two volumes, a narrow gap formed a shadowed canyon. With shield raised, I edged inward, discovering a shiny metal paperclip lodged tightly in the crevice. I used the tip of my blade to pry it loose, testing its spring and balance. It gave way with a soft click and clattered safely onto the blotter. Path cleared. All is quiet.