THE AWAKENING OF THE AZURA

said I was in walke

reality of life.A place where the world's chaos faded into the background, leaving only the comforting scent of ol

s I can talk to books and make every word in it feel alive. I have discovered this at a tender age when I get abused I always go to library to cry out my grief. Till a day I heard a

lo, old friends," I whispered with a smile, feeling a sense of familiarity and warmth. It wa

faded, but there was something about it that drew me in. I picked it up, flippi

?" I said softly, holding the book close

ng it to the first page. As I read, the words seemed to co

id as I observed the pages of each book b

n a tale of adventure, love, and magic. The characters were vivid, their

f in the world of the book feeling every character and all it seem is l

d fading away until there was only me and the book. Every twist and tu

aimed at one point, turning the pag

ords resonating with a warmth and

g a sense of camaraderie with the

ghts and feelings, and feeling as though the book was answering me in its own special way. The only thing I know

action washed over me. "Thank you for sharing your story with me

ir my pages" I heard t

e"I promised and I realized that a light that was coming out of the got off. Anytime a book does this to me, it only means two thin

a library I cant take you out"i pleaded and the

set outside. I reluctantly stood up, feeling a sense of contentment and fulfillment

ittle

he world. I felt grateful for the time I'd spent with my books, and I looked f

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the library, eager to discov

said I greeted the lady who

ia.... Good to see

ked as I search my

t my eye. Its cover was vibrant and eye-catching, and I felt drawn to it immediately. I picke

Ms. Rose, I wi

d as got immersed into her job ag

e, holding the book close to my c

ill unleash when you rea

page .the book turned on its light as i touch every word in the book.As I read,the words once aga

thoughts and feelings, and feeling as though the book was answering me in its own special way. Sometimes the b

book. Every twist and turn, every moment of joy and sorrow, resonated with me on a deep level. And we got to a

e called me and turned

osed my self and I

g every chapter of the bo

mmendation"I smiled back and she lef

ght" i said as I held my catch

of the book, and a sense of

said, closing the book gently. "It was a pleas

me a writer" I hear

other day" I stood up

see soon" Ms. Rose said

s. I knew that my love for books would always be a part of who I am, a source of comfort and inspiration that I could turn to whenever I needed it. This

s tears rolled my eyes and I r