The nomads came across vast ruins built of stone and red rust on an island far out to sea. They argued over who had left them, for there were no living inhabitants, and their Storyteller had no legends to explain them.
The fishing was good, and the ruins made excellent shelter, so they stayed on for a season.
One day, a group of children came across a stone with words carved into it while exploring. They fetched the Storyteller, and while she could read the script, their meaning eluded her. She did not recognize them.
“NEW YORK CITY PUBLIC LIBRARY”

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