While he'd been searching for so long, he never actually expected to find it. So many people before him hadn't, so why would he?
Now that he stood in the center of the hidden library, he still could not quite believe it. All these clues he solved, all those places he searched... They all led to this.
He ran his fingers across the backs of several of the precious books that were collected in this enormous room. The center of all knowledge.
He wasn't sure how he would ever manage to drag himself out of there.
A/N: I can't be the only one dreaming of a place such as this, right?
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Tiny Stories Part 2
Short StoryMy second collection of microfiction, sometimes dealing with the mundane, but mostly dealing with the magical. Unlike the first collection, the stories in this one are based on inktober prompts.
