Being only 2 feet tall, seeing most of what any of the books read is a task for Maisy. Unless they're on the bottom shelf, but with indeed being not the most educated of sheep, the titles on the spines of the books she sees are a bunch of symbols she doesn't understand.
But Maisy had never been in this place before! And there were rows upon rows, and people in mostly silence. It was a curious sight! So she walked along slowly, looking around and trying to guess what the kind of things people were doing. She didn't know why, but she didn't dare make too much noise...
... not until she saw the familiar face, that was. She nearly didn't see him with all the books on the table, but Maisy caught him just as she was coming out from where the bookcases sat. It took her a moment to realise why he looked familiar, but when it popped in her head she gave out a surprised - but cheerful - cry.
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But Maisy had never been in this place before! And there were rows upon rows, and people in mostly silence. It was a curious sight! So she walked along slowly, looking around and trying to guess what the kind of things people were doing. She didn't know why, but she didn't dare make too much noise...
... not until she saw the familiar face, that was. She nearly didn't see him with all the books on the table, but Maisy caught him just as she was coming out from where the bookcases sat. It took her a moment to realise why he looked familiar, but when it popped in her head she gave out a surprised - but cheerful - cry.
"Maaa!"