𝙎𝙪𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙖 𝙃𝙖𝙟𝙞

“It’s a r-real term…!” Mostly by the young people nowadays… When he picked up the book, she tilted her head a bit. Looking at the back cover with a profound interest. “…w-well…that’s an older copy, so normally I wouldn’t part with it but… It would be better —

“Nonsense. It’s not wasted o-on someone who also enjoys literature, and no doubt cares for it.” She said as they reached the top of the stairs, and pivoted left. Soon stopping in front of a long shelf three rows down. Motioning with her hand. —

“I treat all w-who walk through my doors as if they were me looking for something. My collection holds many titles. Most looking for what they can’t find come here.” She said, turning a sharp corner of the stairs, and began to walk up, holding up the middle of her long skirt so—

“Classic Russian…” She thought, tapping her chin with her fingertip. Humming in thought as she came around her oak desk. “Follow me, d-dear.” A gentle smile as the librarian began her stride towards a back aisle closest to the desk, which led to a small spiral staircase at —