Not everyone can see light in darkness, and not all darkness hides the light.
There is a library which provides a chance to live in a dream, but is everything like in a fairy tails?
You should close your eyes and just imagine, and the things that are hidden from other people will be visible to you.
The library that can't be seen by ordinary vision.
Chapter One: Strange day
The day is rainy. Almost all day, rain hasn't stopped, and despite midnight, it is carrying on with the storm. I am walking through the streets and thinking about all things in my messed-up life: my aims, my failures…my dreams and other stuff that are less important. However, I suppose I must have to look at the time while doing it because I haven't even noticed how time reached 23:27, so it is time to return home, but why? Who will notice if I don't go back, or who cares about this? Actually noone.I live alone in a small, cozy home(my best accomplishment so far, I guess), as my parents live in another city. I am a 3rd-grade student at University of Boston, and I can be proud of my marks, although I don't like the majority of what I chose; actually, my parents did it instead of me, so I was too good girl who couldn't say anything against their views. I thought that they knew me better than myself; however, after almost 3 years studying in this majority, the way I think has noticeably changed. I understood that I don't like the profession that was chosen by my parents. It is a philosophy teacher. Honestly, I would be a great teacher, because I can easily get on with children and I am good at in my major subject, but there is some drawbacks-I don't like teaching and I don't want to show my unliking this job to the students, moreover I don't want to wear a mask every day and smile, like trying to show that everything is alright to the students. If I say the truth I want to be a writer, for me it is dream to sit in a café with cup of coffee and write a book everyday-but it is just a dream, as sitting in the café all day along won't pay my bills, so if I graduate university and find a job it is obviously I would not have a time for this, because except work there would be other responsibilities, which I should tackle as a mature. I don't know what to do, it is the reason why I am walking in such kind a weather after my part-time work as a waitress, deep in my thoughts, without an umbrella. Great, my stupidity can go far more than now, believe me.
'Ahh…What the hell?' I look at my clothes and start to look around me. Amazing, I go so far that returning will take an hour or half, however, I don't have an umbrella, and my phone is discharged, which means I can not order a taxi. Yes, I am so lucky. I scan the place around myself again and notice that I am alone. It is strange, because usually this city never sleeps and is almost always in motion, also buildings' lights were switched off, it is also strange. The only light that brightens the street is provided by lanterns. However, I can see the small light at the end of the street. I suppose it is a shop or something like that, so if my guess is right, I can buy an umbrella or ask from shop assistant to order a taxi. Maybe my level of luck is not too low as I thought. I take a way to the light, and when I am in a few steps from the entrance, I can easily read words on the top of the small one-floor building with flowers around. There is an inscription "The library of unfinished books".The name of the library is unusual, and it is still open is far more strange, but whatever, and I was wrong, it is not a shop, but maybe I can still find a phone. So I knock on a door after a while, it opens, but no one can be seen. Strange, I think in my mind. When I open my eyes wider and think for a while, I become mad. I shake my head and close my eyes and open them again, I blinked once, twice, hell, even third nothing has changed. I leave the building and close it.No still a small and 1 floor building. Okay, my brain is really tired, so I should sleep-probably I went out of my mind. I laugh a little and shake my head again. I open the entrance door and am shocked. No, my brain can't imagine such an unbelievable thing in my mind. The small one-floor building is a large library inside. I don't know how many floors and books it has, but it is too large for its view outside. Is it magic? Or do I really go crazy? I suppose the second one is closer to reality. I take a step in the library and close my eyes to count to ten, then I open them again, but there is no change. It is a huge and gorgeous place with countless books and shelves. There are sofas, tables, chairs, and large candelabras in gold colour. Actually, almost all the interior is in gold and white with a combination of other colours, also there are two stairs which connect the first and second floor. On the walls can be seen pictures and paintings of characters from different books and fairy tales- most of which are unknown to me. It is gorgeous, but strange at the same time, because such kind place is not filled with people, and why have I not heard about here before? I thought that I knew all the libraries in this city, because I am a book lover and I like to visit new libraries, so I checked all both the famous and new ones, but never heard about this place. Why? How such of place had not been visited by me. It means it is not a well-known library, because if it were famous enough, all countries would know about it. So it is the next strange thing. In addition, why is it not closed? This time is too late for people who are going to read or borrow a book. Okay, I will definitely come here tomorrow. Now I should ask for a phone, order a taxi, and reach my home, because all my clothes are too wet, so I can catch a flu and head ache tomorrow. It means I should go home immediately. After all these thoughts, I noticed that there is no one except the women, who are around her fifties, in the reception. She is staring at me. She wears a green blouse, and it can't be seen totally, but I suppose that she also wears a grey skirt. Her face is like the sun gives warmth and coziness. I make steps towards her, and when I come, I say 'Hello' in a quiet voice.
'Hi, I am waiting for you, Liliana. ' The woman smiles, and after these unexpected words, all my thoughts left my mind, and I just kept staring at her. 'From…from where do you know my name?' My voice is full of surprise, so it makes her smile wider.
'As I said before, I am waiting for you, so it is obvious that I know your name' she is looking at me with interest and kindness and continue 'You are a person who is in the list of people who should finish unfinished books, so I know all things about you from your childhood to now' Before this I thought that it can't be more surprising, but after her words I really shocked, so I can not connect even two words. What? What is she talking about? List? Unfinished books? Finish the book? No, it can not be. There can not be of place or a person whom I haven't met before can not know much about me. Yes, I am in a dream, and I will wake up soon, or maybe I really have gone mad. I close my eyes and count to ten and open them again, but I am still here, and this woman still stares at me with a smile. 'I am in a dream and sleeping, it is not real.' It seems like I say it to myself, rather than her. Maybe I am drunk or have a fever. Probably, yes. But hell, I have not consumed even a tiny amount of alcohol, so I caught the flu and am having a fever now. Yes, yes, it is, I am sure. I should not be that happy, actually, because I have work tomorrow. Holy Shit.
'It is not a dream, and you are not sleeping. It is reality' she keeps smiling. My thoughts are confused, so I don't know what to do next. Leave this library and run until I reach my home, but fire inside me is interested in what happens next and what all of this means, so my next question leaves my mouth without thinking.
'What kind of list and book are you talking about?' I ask
'This library is finished books that have started, but can not end without the help of additional characters. ' This explanation didn't give me a better chance to understand the situation and made me more confused
'This kind a place can not exist. It can only be in fantasy books or movies. I keep rejecting the given information.
'Actually, ' she leaves the reception and takes steps toward me, and carries on. 'There are books that do not belong to this reality; each book has its own world, which may differ from another. However, not all these stories can be ended without help, so our library specially chooses people from all around the world and gives them a chance to finish those kinds of books. Some of them, after doing it, prefer to stay in these stories, but some prefer to leave. But it is rare.'
'What type of books? What is their name?'
'They are all different, but ordinary people can not read those books, because they are in hidden universes.'
'But why me?What about others?'
'I don't know why, definitely you, it is the choice of the main book, which prepared this list.'
Of course, there is a special book that prepares a list.Brilliant.How didn't I know? I sighed a small nervous laugh. Should I believe this? Maybe there is going to be a shooting for a movie or something like that, and they want to film the reaction of ordinary and random people, who wouldn't expect it. Nope, how can it explain the building, which is 1 floor and small outside, and gorgeous like a castle inside. The only explanation I started to see things that do not even exist. Maybe I am crazy. So I will just stand and leave it and go to my home. Yes, it is the best option. I stand as I just thought and say 'Goodbye. It was nice to talk, but I should go. I am sorry. She kept smiling and responded 'Goodbye for now. And what it means now. I took a way to the entrance and didn't look back, I just opened the door and left the library.
'What the hell?' I say to myself, my eyes open wider in shock. But how? Was it the same street as mine, and I just can't differentiate them? Or is it another magical trick? Those questions fill my mind, because I am next to my apartment building, and when I turn back, there is no library or any kind of building. Okay, maybe I haven't noticed how I come here while I was thinking. Nope, even my mind doesn't want to believe this lie. I just ran into the building to my home and started to search key, when I found it, I unlocked the apartment. Today was a hard day, which was full of strange occasions, so I changed my clothes and put my phone on the charger. I'm tired even of taking a shower. I lie on my bed and close my eyes, but thoughts about today are not going to leave me, so I haven't noticed how my eyes started to close and go deep in sleep.