quite frankly, zlata doesn't know why they've got a library in camp. everyone's dyslexic; nobody can even read. like, what's the point? except for a few scattered children from athena, there's no one in there; the post at the front has been long since abandoned. there's dust on the chair and everything.
she wanders among the stacks and shelves, running her fingers across the dusty spines. god - gods (she's still not used to that whole gods business) - forbid anyone with allergies comes in here.
out of curiosity, she pulls a book off of a shelf and opens it to a random page, and - oh, that's clearly not english. zlata's not sure what it is, except that she's never seen it before. what's even more confusing is the fact that she can read it.
she wanders among the stacks and shelves, running her fingers across the dusty spines. god - gods (she's still not used to that whole gods business) - forbid anyone with allergies comes in here.
out of curiosity, she pulls a book off of a shelf and opens it to a random page, and - oh, that's clearly not english. zlata's not sure what it is, except that she's never seen it before. what's even more confusing is the fact that she can read it.
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