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Prompt about books from Cygny


beast_libraryThe bookstore was enormous for a place that didn’t look so big from outside. However, as soon as she walked in, she felt as if she was Beauty admiring the Beast’s library for the first time, like in her kids’ movie last weekend. She smiled to herself, feeling silly. Books had never really been something she truly enjoyed; books had been tools to learn from, to allow her children to play with.

However this place, it felt as if she was home, making her feel happy and exhilarated. There were all kinds of books, new on a table, waiting to be cataloged, old ones on shelves incredibly clean and apparently in good conditions. She walked around, observing covers in every colour and material. She tentatively touched some, feeling a slight tingle in her fingertips as an invitation from a book or two for her to choose them and read them.

The woman smiled widely even though no one was around to see her. It was definitely something new and she’d have to thank her brother-in-law later on for having dared her to go to this place and find something to read. She knew the girl at the entrance would be willing to help her pick something, but she wanted the book to call on to her.

One more round, she told herself and walked towards the books at the end of the store. James Joyce’s Ulysses caught her attention. She remembered a friend had once told her that book could only be read after you’re forty and she had just turned that a few months back.

Another big smile told her it was the right choice and she took the book under her arm.

It was an old edition, the girl was telling her, and since mice had been having it as a meal in the past, the price was laughable. The woman didn’t really care. She was excited.

She walked out of the bookstore, for the first time, she wanted to make hot cocoa, get in her old sweat pants and sweater and sit in her couch by the windowsill and just read away.

Lovely, she said to herself, her newest adventure was about to begin and she couldn’t wait to getting started.




January 11, two thousand fourteen