My Learning Library Novels & Stories

By the time I had gotten to the center of the library, to my surprise, it was almost literally empty. Unlike the remaining parts of the library filled with shelves of books and tall ladders, this one had only a large globe and some other things like pictures and artifacts that almost made me think I had transitioned from a library to a museum. I recounted the remaining letters and just as Marco said—CL-R1-S3R. I was at the center of the library, but what was the L? I wondered, looking around. Finding nothing, I decided to skip L for R, since it meant Row.

Zoe's POV: I'm Zeo Lupine, a freshman student at Ryard University of San Diego. Short and robust with pretty face. I walked into the school's gigantic library for the first time and I was marveled by the sight the loomed before me. The library , a magnificent space with towering shelves of books, soft reading nooks, and large oak tables, bathed in the gentle glow of reading lamps that cast a warm, inviting atmosphere. I took my seat in a secluded corner, surrounded by rows of ancient books, each whispering its own story. The library had always been a sanctuary for me, a place where I could lose myself in the world of words.

“I never got to skip a grade. But I never failed either.” “School’s not that hard. It’s all lies in personal interest in research. You know, it’s about going the extra lengths to know more and eventually there’s not much you don’t know. I used to hate wrong answers. I never understood why people got zeros. I’m sure Vincent can relate.” “There’s a library at school. It’s my favourite place.” Mpumi also added, “You are already doing great things, Vincent. Can I get this hug?”

he said. Her mother looked at Anya. Anya said nothing. She had nothing to add to fifteen. Her mother turned back to Leo. “When I was fifteen,” she said slowly, “I was trying to figure out what library school required. I’d already decided I wanted to be a librarian. I knew libraries were where the permanent things were.” She paused. “I think you’re doing something related to what I did. I organized knowledge so it could be found. You’re building the system for knowledge that hasn’t been organized yet.”

Here we were, two supposedly on opposite sides, sharing more common ground than I'd anticipated. Plus, he was revealing his moves willingly. I sat down on the opposite couch. "So, this library," I began, changing the subject, "how often do you come down here?" "More often than most think," Cam confessed. "There's a lot to learn here, things that aren't in the regular curriculum. Things the assholes who run things here wouldn't dare say out loud to pretty boys outside founding families... like the twins or your boy Adrien. Things that could change how we handle everything in the hunting class if they would just get over the attachment to the old shit."

Their commitment to these values was not only a personal vow but a solemn promise to their people, who had come to cherish and rely on their benevolent rule. The Library of Wisdom had grown in stature, drawing scholars, thinkers, and philosophers from across the known world. It had become a hub of intellectual exchange and innovation, where the pursuit of knowledge was a revered endeavor. Roberick and Cynthia, known for their love of learning, often spent time in the library, engaging with scholars and delving into the wealth of wisdom it contained.

This gothic type of library is one of a kind, I wondered why is nobody appreciate how beautiful this site was. I grasp, such a pain in the ass. I was in the middle of studying about some stuff about thermodynamics. I don't know whose that person who are repeatedly bugging me. I have no choice but to see that cold voice. I exhale as deep as I can, I don't like standing while what stuff I'm doing not finished. I walk towards to the library desk. I look for the one whose calling me and find out that there's no one but me. I feel of kind a goosebumps so I just walk back and proceed to continue what learning task I'm doing.

I beg him and he cocks an eyebrow at me “She was teaching me how to defend myself” Daryl eyes me suspiciously “You really want to learn how to fight?” Shaking my head at him, he frowns in confusion “Defend” I whisper the word. I really hated talking, everyone took my words the wrong way. I hadn’t realised that Daryl was leading me to the library and as he opened the doors he tells me that he thinks it will help me relax. Something he was actually right about but only because I would dream of escaping into another world.

~IVY~ The library has become our second classroom at this point. We go there almost everyday. The academy's purpose is for its students to have access to a wide range of knowledge through reading, not to confine the students to just it's regular curriculum. But almost every student I know is doing everything but reading. The library is more of a free period, to catch up on assignments, gist and for some, to make out. Me? I'm mostly in the library to find whatever I can on the Ebon Testament and so far, I've got nothing.

Aeliana blocked out their voices as she started to focus on where she was standing. Slowly, she approached the railing at the end of the second floor that opened into the empty center of the massive library and curled her slender fingers around the cool steel. The location gave her a good view of the entire library. She looked around and stopped at the area opposite to them on the ground floor. ‘Chemistry’ Opposite to that, it should be…. the Physics section! That’s where I studied. Where I spent most of my time in the library. That’s where… all that... happened…