Someone's Forever

53. Old Rust but Gold

Happy Forever Wednesday!

Thought to give you a treat today to mark the date!

Enjoy Guys!

Duaon me Yaad rakhna!

Remember me in Prayers!

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"Nothing whets the intelligence more than a passionate suspicion, nothing develops all the faculties of an immature mind more than a trail running away into the dark."

— Stefan Zweig, The Burning Secret and the Other Stories

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In the last Chapter of Someone's Forever

[Marvelous Majestic Meet]

Niera's POV

As a child I had this fantasy for books and libraries. Blame the stories and fiction which was the treasure this place cradles there into. But what I see here is a complete story. Library would be a small expression to touch the surface of this place.

Huge—giant shelves were crowded in distinct rows, ornamented in the old books in systematic manners. Some wrapped in old covers, some in wooden protection.

The air ruling in the rich aroma of old pages like kissing my skin, inviting me to enter further in the world of bliss. I sniffed taking in the aroma greedily as my lips tucked into a warm smile.

Bliss!

Luxurious Royal Bliss!

I was left utterly flabbergasted at the greeted sight.

My legs got the mind of own taking step after the other getting closer to the Heaven. My eyes forget what blinking is called, what is reality; I was sailing over the ocean of fantasy which was real in front of my eyes.

This area however had a less source of light, sun rays were peeping through the windows to provide sufficient source of light. No artificial light were gleaming around yet the area was illuminated in sufficient source.

Why?

Wow!

Only two words could make an appearance in my mind as I took a step further.

While my steps were faltering in my amazement my eyes broke all the restriction; riding on the wings of curiosity, I wandered my gaze all around this marvelous ancient hub of past.

Huge Shelves were protecting the old manuscripts at both the sides. A huge wall was greeting me in between.

Royal, pure and magnificent!

Serene Air of quietness was roaming around me.

I smiled at the view before my eyes reached to the centre of command of the floor.

The wall had something which made me lose my interest on the Heaven around, and I gave it willingly.

The two large frames shielding the paintings in their protection. I gape at the eccentric bewitching site in front of me.

The classic artistic paintings were prettifying the wall; one above the other; both ruling over the Kingdom of Treasure.

Golden frames were adorning the painting; clear glass was shielding them from any unwanted element. Secured and in tacked, they were holding the aura of attraction toward them.