10: THE LIBRARY

One of the many things Acadia Academy prides itself on is the magnificence and efficiency of its main library. Like the rest of the gothic structure, it’s lavish and extravagant in its architecture. Stained glass windows floor to ceiling that let in a stream of dimmed natural light. Bookshelves three storey high with a spiraling wooden staircase and railings of carved bronze. The pillars are made of ivory, the ceiling vaulted, the floor made of reflective brown tiles shiny enough to be a light source of its own. The whole library is massive, whimsical and enchanting; something straight out of a fairytale. The smell of old and new books alike mix with the smell of polish, leather, and varnish. It’s cold, so I pull my leather jacket tighter around me.

And the silence is so empty it echoes through your consciousness; mind-numbing. Even the humming of the air conditioners seems to fade and hush into an ambiance that’s maddening.

I don’t mind silence