☙ ╾ she pulls a book from one of the various shelves she’d     found in this strange place.  its spine lay flat against the     palm of her hand, its pages open & scrutinized by those     large jade-colored eyes.  undoubtedly there’s record of    where she finds herself now.
   she’d wandered in here with some lack of permission,    yes, but surely this is a library like any other.Â
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