My Dream Library

Ever since listening to the book The Game of Sunken Places, and hearing about the troll's library, I have cherished a picture of my dream library.  I don't know how the author imagined the troll's library, but this is the way I see it.

A short little stairway descends into the small sunken room, curving along with the circular wall.  The rest of the room is covered in dark bookshelves, and of course there isn't an inch of space to be found on them for all of the books.  I can see their dusty tops and sides, and relish in the thought of running my eyes over the titles, hoping to pick one out.

There is also a small fireplace that graces one side of the round room.  I'm pretty sure that would somehow be a fire hazard, but since this is a dream, I guess it's okay.  Finally, nestled in the crook of the curving steps, rests a large, over-stuffed chair for me to rest in as I read myself away into Neverland, Farholme, or Ancient Britain. Cozy, no?

In my mind, it is all so perfect.  Maybe someday I can have my dream realized, but for now, I'll just settle with reading a book.