Library, Friday

[crimson_sister]

The books were reading aloud to themselves today. As they were all reading from themselves it was impossible to actually make sense of any of it. The combined voices of the library turned into a cacophony of syllables, where only a word here and there was audible.

"Libraries are supposed to be places of silence," Lucille muttered to herself, but no one paid any attention to her.

[Open library!]