Quiet stories

The winding road, with a boulevard of trees looked welcoming. A yellow rain of flowers on either side left a subtle perfume in the air. At the end of this winding road, stood a wondrous piece of architecture- the town’s library. The sandstone building’s arched turquoise blue windows made it stand out. The windows had…

Books- The dreams you hold and step into…

The last day of school before any kind of vacation was when I would eagerly wait at the library with my card. Ten books- that was the maximum number we were allowed to borrow for vacation….

Sanctum Between Pages…

Some books you read, some books you enjoy, but some books just swallow up your heart and soul.