A Weighty Anchor

I strode past the kitchen passage into the library corner, seeking rest among sturdier grounds! Upon a wide oak plank, a row of heavy parchment volumes leaned dangerously sideways, threatening to tumble onto the floorboards below. No grand library collapses under my watch! Planting my boots firmly against the polished grain, I wedged the heavy iron head of my axe beneath the thick spine of the foremost volume. With a hearty grunt and a burst of strength, I hoisted it upright, bracing my shoulder against its embossed leather flank until the entire rank settled back into steadfast order. A solid triumph of balance and brawn!