[Oh, to be a tiny person in a library. These shelves would be towering under normal circumstances--and these are far from normal.
Fuu has just completed her climb up onto one of those ancient oaken tables when she notices the bookmarks. Those would be nothing unusual, except that they're not so much ribbons as threads. Fuu inspects one, and then walks around the spine of the book to check the title, before leaning back against it to keep her back covered as she presses her fingers to her mouth in thought.]
7?
Fuu has just completed her climb up onto one of those ancient oaken tables when she notices the bookmarks. Those would be nothing unusual, except that they're not so much ribbons as threads. Fuu inspects one, and then walks around the spine of the book to check the title, before leaning back against it to keep her back covered as she presses her fingers to her mouth in thought.]
Hm... am I alone in here?