While I Wasn't Certain How I Felt

After All, It's The Librarian's Sworn Purpose To Bring Books Together With Their One True Reader.

She Was The Breeze On A Summer's Day, The First Drops Of Rain When The Earth Was Parched, Light From The Evening Star.

All True Readers Have A Book, A Moment When Real Life Is Never Going To Be Able To Compete With Fiction Again.

Cassandra's Grandmother Smiled Then, Only It Wasn't A Happy Smile. Cassandra Thought She Knew How It Felt To Smile Like That. She Often Did So Herself When Her Mother Promised Her Something She Really Wanted But Knew Might Not Happen.

Always Remember, With A Strong Enough Will, Even The Weak Can Wield Great Power.