Everyone loves an unsung hero — everyone except those who refuse to sing about them, of course. A magical goat named Mila has dedicated her life to protecting her corner of the infinite Universal Library from all sorts of fantastical threats, but due to her unique affliction, barely anyone is capable of remembering who she is. After many months of struggle with no recognition, when will she reach the breaking point? What could that even look like? And was there any hope for this tragic figure, or is she doomed to be remembered as “misunderstood by her contemporaries”?
Another short story (again just the first part for now): Thank You! Have fun reading!













