She steps quietly into the Library and smiles faintly at finally getting to see the finished building. The smile grows at the noise around her, knowing this is one of the last times it will be so loud. Soon, the books and artwork will be in place, as will furniture and other various needed items. Before long, it will be a beautiful, quiet place for people to read and meditate. She could hardly wait.

He slipped in silently through the two grand elm doors and began to quickly look around for the "mysterious" librarian.

At last, her work was done. Julie stood in the entrance of the massive library to survey her handywork. A rare, bright smile lit her pretty face as she looked over the shelves, desks, chairs, paintings, and various other decorations she had managed to install. She felt very pleased and proud to have been part of this lovely place. And now, it was time to open the doors to those would make use of the books and scrolls held within. She hoped they would treat the objects with the reverence they deserved.

Julie carefully closed and locked the doors, leaving a simple note "Finished" on the outside. Hopefully, her new employer would find it and go in and be as pleased as she with her work. With a tired, but happy sigh, she made her way out into the darkness, a faint breeze stirring the tiny bells in her hair as she went.

Jak slowly walked towards the library. Casually he picked up the sign " Please Come In" before hanging it back in its proper place. After doing such a small thing he pushed both oak doors wide open for visitors to come as they please.

He strode proudly into the room and threw the curtains in the back wide open. After doing such he pointed at the fire wich immediately became ablaze. He smiled his perfect smile before stretching his wings out. With a mighty thrust of his wings he headed to the top level. After grabbing his favorite book he slowly descended to take a seat in his master chair in front of the fire to read his book. Slowly reading it and occasionally turning the page.

Quietly, Julie goes about her work, as usual, the only betrayal of her presence is the soft tinkling of the tiny bells in her hair. She seems to think only of dusting and cleaning.

However, in the back of her mind, the constant unknown of where her husband is and whether or not he will make it home in time for the impending birth of their child weighs heavily on her. Only her father is aware of her concern, but even he does not know just how worried she is. As each day passes without Drakkor Windblade's return, the stress is beginning to take its toll on Julie's health, yet she tells no one. She does not wish for others to worry needlessly.

Finishing her task, she slips away after leaving a fresh bouquet of flowers on the main table.

Quietly, Julie steps into the library, smiling at the small group of people meandering around the the room's stacks and and sitting at the tables.

The emotional upheavals over the past few months had been traumatic. The difficult life-threatening birth of her daughter and then loss of her husband were almost too much for her to survive. The library had always been a welcome diversion. Moving over to the Head Librarian's office, she slips in, closing the door behind her, leaving those not engrossed in their books to look about for the source of the soft tinkling bells suddenly dancing to their ears.

"Well, Mira, it looks like we have a lot of work to catch up on today," she says, smiling to the baby in the basket she sets on the desk. She goes about logging in new books and documents, then answering letters, talking softly with her daughter as she works.

After almost three hours, she peeks over into the basket, laughing quietly at the bright smile that appears on the baby's face. "Did you think I was hiding, darling?" The baby squeaks happily. "I'm almost done, then we can go visit Granpaer and Senora Jade." The baby squeaks again. "I know you're excited to see them."

Finally, she puts away the last of her work. "Well, we're finally done, sweetheart." Julie stands and tidies her office, then picks up the baby for a hug. "We'd better hurry. Granpaer will be worried if we are too late." Gently tucking her daughter back in her basket, Julie slips out of the office and takes one more look around the beautiful library and its inhabitants. After a moment, she moves over to the reception desk, to speak with the young librarian on duty and leaves a note of progress for her employer, as well as, an apology and explanation for her absence.

Taking one more look around the room, Julie slips out the door, as usual, the soft tinkling of bells the only evidence of her presence.