The Bookstore // Bathing in words

Crossing the threshold into tranquility. Silence.
Figures reading, learning, absorbing.

You tread lighter than usual. Paces slower. A softness of the feet as a sign of respect to the literature.

A wave of colour greets you. Blinding brightness, as you search for familiarity. A name, a face, a feeling.

Row by row of wonder. Stacked high, book by book. Page by page, word by word.

You can smell the craft that has been poured into these tales.

There is an overwhelming sense of awe as you feel the knowledge surround you and you ponder the lifetimes it would take to enjoy each story. Each carefully crafted phrase.

This is not just a bookstore but a palace filled with both love and hate, life and death. Of epic adventure and cold hard fact.

Your mind floats as you bath in these words.