"You disturbed my nap, you fool. Do you have a death wish?" the woman snapped.
Ana almost flinched at her tone, but managed to compose herself. "I was looking for the librarian…thought this might be their office."
The woman's gaze lingered on Ana, as she regarded her from toe to crown with a cloudy expression. She turned around and walked back into the room. "Come in!" She cried.
The office was small, cramped and cluttered with books, scrolls, and papers scattered haphazardly around the room. The desk and chair took up most of the space, leaving only a small pathway for her to move about. Books were piled high on the desk, spilling onto the floor. Some were even wedged between the bookshelf and the wall. Scrolls were strewn about the room, some rolled up, others unrolled and left wherever they had been read last. Pieces of paper with notes and reminders were stuck to the walls, while others lay crumpled on the floor.
