Little bit of trivia. Going to occasionally post the beginning of a book. Both popular, obscure and perhaps old. See if you can guess the title of the book. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THIS IS THE BRIGHT CANDLELIT room where the lifetimers are stored - shelf upon shelf of them, squat hourglasses, one for every living person, pouring their fine sand from the future into the past. The accumulated hiss of the falling grains make the room roar like the sea. This is the owner of the room, stalking through it with a preoccupied air. His name is Death.