Depending on who you asked, either the library had a cafe attached to it, or the cafe had a library attached to it. If you like the ethereal feelings of loftiness and serenity, enter Feather's Cafe. Where you would see the main barista working in her coffee shop, with words sealed under her lips in guise of a lock, only to find it's key in due time. If you like the feelings of hearth and home, of true devotion; walk into Grace's Library, where the head librarian leads you to sections of polished books, each explained with a soft and gentle baritone voice. Untold stories will ease your worries away until you're engulfed with warmth. When the clock strikes 11:50 p.m, both owners sit together in the back corner of the coffee shop. If you approach them at this time, either ocean-blue or amber-gold eyes will tell you something you need to hear, whether a prophecy or philosophy, a legacy to leave you encumbered, or hopeful. Regretful or inspired.
What will they say to you?
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The Midnight Mystic
Short StoryThere's something off about Feather's Cafe, if you ask some people they may say that it's normal and there's nothing to worry about. Other's may chalk it down with the odd location of the cafe and the library. But what they all agree in, is that Th...
