00: do you wonder?
"Maria!" My head snapped back to reality when I heard my teacher's booming voice. Crap. I seemed to have spaced out. Again. "Yes, miss?" I asked with the politeness that I could muster. "If you're not feeling well, please do see yourself out of my class. I don't need sleeping students around the room." My cheeks flushed carmine in embarassment. This is too much that I can take. So I just apologized before I went out to stay at the library.
The librarian just nodded at me when I came inside. The place smelled of old books and dust that I really loved. "Got kicked out of her class again?" She had asked with a sigh. "Yeah, things aren't going as I had planned." She just gave me a smile as I had made my way through the large shelves of the library. The smell of dust and paper filled my nostrills as I walked deeper into the shelves of the library.
It was the history section of the library where the books are rarely used so they had placed it in the farthest shelves. People rarely go here, and with an unknown fact, the librarian allows me to the restricted area for students. I pulled out a regular-sized pocket book from a tall shelf, I sat down beside it.
The book looked old. Like it had been there, sitting alone in the shelf for who knows how long it had before I found it. The book itself had an old, royal red hard-bound cover and a feathered hat embedded on the front with a shimmery violet that seems to glow when touched by light. I wonder what's this book about. As if the book had read my thoughts, the feather glowed, it was as if the book knew what I was looking for.
I was looking for wonder.
YOU ARE READING
Do You Wonder?
FantasiaAN EXCERPT: It was a long table, filled with teacups and people- most of them were actually animals- chattering. The ambience cozy, like there's some familiarity between them. It was an event that makes me feel slapped in the face with "we're happy"...
