TY (Trinity Young) (metallic_angel) wrote in freedem_uni, @ 2010-11-12 21:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | #interaction, #log, sayuri saitou, ty (trinity young) |
Who: Ty & Sayuri
What: Meetings on accident
Where: Library - Fiction section
When: Friday Jan 12th, 2010 -- afternoon
Rating: G
Status: Incomplete
Something in the past week still stung. Heck, who was Ty kidding, lots of it still stung and because of that she found her self wondering the dominantly empty stacks of books that the library housed. The mutant would normally avoid letting her face be seen in the library too much unless for research purposes, it was considered 'geeky' and 'nerdy' but in some way the books of her childhood, or at least younger years brought a strange sense of comfort. Little did she ever know those years ago as she read Anthony and Tolkien that those stories and myths weren't half as unreal as she thought that they were. The concepts of death and losing those you cared about in horrible ways, the mythic creatures that were thought only to be fantasies and legends of another persons imagination weren't as false and awe inspiring as others thought.
While now looking back on her own ignorance she couldn't help but feel a little contempt towards the world but at the same time... They were soothing. A reminder of another time. Something about the writing always pulled her back to them time and again. So here she found her self, standing in one of the fiction isles of the library, eyes roaming the shelves for anything... A Tolkein she didn't own, an Anthony she hadn't read. Anything... Maybe... Maybe something by Baum. A memory of the tin man floated to mind as she thought about him. No.. No, not right now.
Sighing a hand landed on an old and worn copy of The Hobbit. She owned the book but with a hestitation she pulled it down from the shelf anyway to begin thumbing through the pages slowly, eyes wondering over the words but not fully taking them in. Even though she'd read the story a hundred, if not a thousand times before, something about it never failed to draw her in. Take all of her attention from the 'real world' into a world where the lines between good and evil were clearly defined, a world where the good guys did win, instead of struggling by.