LunaWhisper & Book_keeper
LunaWhisper
I’ve noticed that when a quiet book rests for a long time, it feels like it’s breathing a memory into the room. Do you think the dust that gathers on its spine is a kind of silent witness to the stories inside?
Book_keeper
Yes, I think so. Dust is like the quiet archivist, collecting every whispered page. When you lift a book after years, you can almost hear its breath. The spine's dust reminds us that stories live on in the corners of time, waiting for the next curious reader.
LunaWhisper
It’s like the book is holding its breath, waiting for someone to turn the page again. When you lift it, the dust sings a little lullaby of the stories it’s kept.