Soren & YaZdes
YaZdes
I was passing the old reading room and saw dust motes dancing like tiny letters; it felt like the books were holding their breath—makes you think of quiet stories waiting to be read?
Soren
That’s a lovely image—like the library itself is holding its breath, waiting for the next curious hand to turn a page. It's the quiet promise of stories that have long ago settled into dust, just waiting to be rediscovered. If you find yourself lingering, maybe you’re the right reader for one of them.
YaZdes
I think it's the silence between the words that invites us to find the story we’re looking for. If the dust feels like a welcome, perhaps it’s because the book is already knowing you.