Building on Passion

The sunlight filters through lace curtains, illuminating the dark wood of the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves lining the walls. A desk made from the same dark wood sits, nestled in among the shelves, with a large window above it through which can be seen a jade hill topped by an old, gray barn. At this desk, sitting straight backed in her chair, sits a young woman. A cup of tea, quickly growing cold, is settled in her hand. She stares out the window, contemplating her latest adventure.

Welcome... To the library. A place where we go gallivanting off to strange lands, and find ourselves in the most comical of situations, all without leaving the comfort of our armchair. For we, you see, are the Little Women in the Library. Our love, our passion, our greatest joy in life is to read and expand our worlds through imagination and genius. We are driven to discover the people and adventures that lurk on the pages of the novels of this world.

Come with us on these escapades and discover a place from your wildest fantasy here... In the Library!

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