Imaginations by AE Watson

Author:AE Watson [Watson, AE]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-06-23T23:00:00+00:00

I don’t have a word for that

I stepped softly on the floor, walking ahead of him. My eyes scanned the shelves. There were thousands upon thousands.

“We couldn’t read them all in one lifetime,” I muttered, dragging my fingers along the spine of a book called The Hundred Years’ War. There were so many books with war in the title. I knew about war. How our violent past brought us to the silence of our future, where nothing was remembered.

“We could try to read them all, but then we wouldn’t have time for what we did earlier.”

I shot him a look, smiling at the grin on his face. The keeper of records gave us an embarrassed look. She blushed and looked down. If only she knew what we had done this afternoon.

I glanced at her. “What is the number of books?”

She cleared her throat, looking up from her screen. “Seven thousand, I believe. They were the only ones saved from the bombs and the fires.”

I nodded. “Wow.”

She smiled. She was older but still so pretty. Dark curls, dark skin, and curious eyes. Her lips were colored as if a berry had been smeared across them. She looked warm, like hugging her could take away all of one’s pain.

He pulled a book off the shelf, giving her a look. She smiled. “You may read anything in here.”

He nodded and leaned over the table to read from it. I glanced at the violent drawings and wrinkled my nose. I walked to the back of the library. There was a staircase that went up top. I climbed it, not making any noises but also not trying to be sneaky. There were books behind glass. They had funny titles and even stranger names. I looked at the thin door to the right as I pretended to look at the books. I trailed my finger along the glass until I reached the door. I tilted my head at the knob and put my hand on it. It would have been a normal response in a place where I had yet to be told not to do something. I stepped out into a hallway that looked like all the others. It was stark white and arched with the bright white lights that made my eyes narrow. There was a wall of glass bricks letting in natural light but preventing someone from seeing out of them. My steps were silent on the shiny floor.

I rounded the corner, tilting my head at the first door I found. I pressed my thumb against it quickly. The door opened. I walked into the dark room which lit up as the door closed. It was like the place where we had desks, but this was larger with more glass beds. I walked along them looking down on the counters filled with things I didn’t know about.

They were shiny and metal or white and made of plastic. The back of the room had another door. I turned the knob, amazed it opened without me pressing my thumb on it.

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