[How fitting it is, then, that when Darres rounds his way around another corner for what is surely the umpteenth time in his book collecting, he'll discover Quark himself. They boy's holding a book and reading the description on the back. There's a puzzled look on his face, like he's not really sure how to absorb the information.]

But why would there be an entire world in a wardrobe? [He murmurs to himself, sounding frustrated.] Is it a really big wardrobe or just a really tiny world? And why did nobody notice it before?

[He wonders if the world smelled funny, like old fuzzies and dust and junk.]