The Diary of Lost Leaves
This was the second time I'd found the book. The last time was almost fifty years ago in a private collection. I wasn't looking for it then either. The first time I saw the book, it was on an old bookshelf filled with occult tomes bound in burgundy leather or black. Those sombre tomes were lettered with gold leaf and were titled deeply esoteric names like "An Unabridged Discourse on the Origins of Theosophical Mystery, volume 47" or "De Vermis Mysteriis". These were heavy tomes, and reading them required both physical and mental effort. However, this book was a small thing; maybe 6 inches by 9, about the size of an A5 page, and just under half an inch thick (perhaps thicker than a centimetre). Unlike the other books, it had no title, and was bound in leather dyed a colour between blue and green. It's cover adorned with a stylised dragonfly in a circle. It was an unremarkable book, and easily overlooked. Yet once noticed, it was incredibly distinct. I ha...