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Aladra was alive with the sound of people. The sound of endless chattering, of steps hurriedly marching through pathways, of horns announcing the arrival of boats from the three continents. The mid afternoon air was humid but pleasant; not cold like Kalros or hot like Garama. It was a perfect, sunny day, and no doubt why the village was so very busy.
Jedoi navigated through the crowd of people to the Aladra Library, a place she had spent much time in as of late. The head librarian, Lydia, was a very kind woman who Jedoi enjoyed helping out. They would shelf new books together, and eventually Jedoi would take care of the library even when Lydia was not present. Others helped the Aladran librarian as well, Jedoi's good friends Lazuli and Gabrosen.
Upon entering the building, she was stunned to see how busy it was. Just like outside, those in the library were having loud conversations, though less talked about market prices and more spoke about books. She glanced at Lydia, who returned her gaze. The librarian seemed displeased with the excessive talking, and Jedoi merely grinned in return.
She searched the area she could see for anyone she knew. Many of those present she was aquatinted with, some were friends and a few were there she did not know. Jedoi shook her head, a smile still present on her face, at the many people gathered in the library.
So many people, so many stories. They could not be read like the books around them, for the only way to hear the stories they held was to speak to them. Jedoi picked a random book from the shelf, and sat down at a large empty table, absentmindedly flicking through the pages. Perhaps I will have the pleasure of speaking to others today, she thought.
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