Post by holyredeemer on Jul 10, 2012 10:53:58 GMT -5
He muttered, "Where is the librarian when you want him?" Poring through the stacks of books was not as relaxing as it sounded, especially since he was looking for some specific information. After wandering through the stacks for what seemed like hours he let out a grunt, "finally! and this looks like just what I need".
He took his find to one of the reading chairs and flipped through the book until he found the page he was looking for. "There, that is exactly it." And with that he pulled out a sketch book and sketched the drawing on the page. He paid special attention to the little details of the drawing, "I wouldn't want to get this wrong" he said to himself. When he was finished he carefully put the sketch in his pack and put the book back on the shelf where he had found it.
As he walked down the stairs he hummed to himself and said quietly, "now to find a quiet place to study this"
He took his find to one of the reading chairs and flipped through the book until he found the page he was looking for. "There, that is exactly it." And with that he pulled out a sketch book and sketched the drawing on the page. He paid special attention to the little details of the drawing, "I wouldn't want to get this wrong" he said to himself. When he was finished he carefully put the sketch in his pack and put the book back on the shelf where he had found it.
As he walked down the stairs he hummed to himself and said quietly, "now to find a quiet place to study this"