Shades of Life || Wednesday Fanfiction

Chapter 5

I spent all of Sunday going through every book I could find on dreams. I needed to find out what my vision/dream meant. Even after 11 hours of studying the library, I couldn't find anything.

So, I slowly walked over to the shelf, my eyes cautiously making sure I wasn't going to miss anything. I ran my fingers along the spines of the books, searching for a title that I hadn't already read. That's when I found it. "Dreams and their Meaning" by A.J. Milton. I quickly pulled the book off the shelf and opened it up. Inside was a collection of stories, myths, and folk tales, all connected to the topic of dreams.

I read through each one, absorbing every piece of information. I read about the symbolism of certain animals, the power of certain colors, and the different meanings behind certain objects. I was fascinated. By the time I looked up again, I had already been in the library for twelve hours. I glanced at the clock and couldn't believe how much time had passed. It was already 8 o'clock and I still needed to do my hour of writing. I quickly stuffed the book back into its designated spot and rushed toward the door but before I left I noticed a swipe of the shelf that had no dust. It was in the hypnosis and illusion section.

Normally, I wouldn't think much of it, for it's a library open to the whole school, but no one here comes to the library. In today's modern world, it seems like many people have forgotten the art of reading physical books. The feeling of the pages between your fingertips, the smell of the paper, and the knowledge that you are not just reading a story, but you are holding someone's life in your hands. It is an experience that cannot be replicated through the use of electronic devices. Despite the advances in technology, I still find myself drawn to the idea of picking up a physical book and taking the time to read it. I believe that there is something special about the physical act of reading that cannot be replicated.

As I stared at the shelf, my first thought was that it was strange for the shelf to be so clean. I had been in this library many times, and it was usually covered in dust. I looked around the room, but I didn't see anyone. I slowly stepped closer to the shelf, and then I saw it.

The book on the shelf was unlike any other book I had seen before. It was a small, leather bound book with a few symbols on the spine. It wasn't the only book on the shelf, and it seemed to be calling to me. I reached out and touched the book, and I felt a chill run through my body. I quickly pulled my hand away, not knowing what to make of it.

I carefully lifted the book off the shelf and opened it. Inside were dozens of pages filled with strange symbols and words. I didn't understand any of it, but I knew it was important. I quickly stuffed the book into my bag and rushed toward the door. As I left, I couldn't help but feel like I had just uncovered something special. I felt like I had uncovered a hidden part of this library, and I was determined to find out what it was. But for now, I need to head back to the dorm.

I don't get two steps out of the library before Xavier pops up by my side. I look at him, somewhat wondering where he came from.

"What are you doing in the library?" He said, surprised to see anyone actually going in there for books.

"Studying." I continue walking to my dorm but, unfortunately, it was a long enough walk for him to attempt to have a conversation with me.

"Most people just go down there to make-out. No one reads anymore I guess."

I don't respond or try to continue this talk, hoping he would walk away but that did not happen.

"So the Poe cup is next week. Are you rowing for Ophelia hall?"

Enid had asked me this, but I declined, I want to participate as little as possible in this oversize monster barbie-doll house they call a school.

"No."