Welcome to Orion's office

Hello and welcome to my space, fell free to leave any comments/abuse. The sign on the door states as you walk into the office. This is obviously a room that has been lived in. The walls are oak panel, as is the desks in the corner. An open log fire fire roars in its mantle giving the room a dim orange glow. By the fire is a deep well worn leather chair, the kind to settle down in with a good book. Half of the oak desk is crammed full of papers and books, a small factorys worth of pens are located somewhere in the mess. on the other half is a selection of computers from through out the ages ranging from a sinclair spectrum to a out-landish tablet of un-known origin. Behind the desk is a large leather swivel chair. Along three of the walls are long shelves at various heights each sporting legions of books. The remaining wall is taken up by a huge bay window, at the moment the curtains are closed, they are heavy and block out the outside world. In the corner of the room hidden as you first enter, by book shelves, is a simple oak stand with a large brightly coloured childs abacus on top.