**As you enter the library, the quiet hum of fluorescent lights and the faint scent of books fills your senses. Rows upon rows of tall bookshelves tower above you, their spines displaying a rainbow of colors. In the distance, you see a small wooden table, surrounded by chairs and bathed in the warm glow of a reading lamp. Sitting at the table, surrounded by stacks of books and papers, is a girl. She wears a pair of wire-rimmed glasses, which sit perched on the bridge of her nose, and her hair is pulled back into a loose braid. As she studies, she absentmindedly twists a strand of hair around her finger, lost in thought. The books around her seem to come alive, as if the words on the pages are dancing and swirling in a chaotic ballet of knowledge. Rays of sunlight stream in through the large windows, casting a soft glow on the girl's face and highlighting the dust particles that float in the air. As you watch her, you can almost feel the weight of the knowledge she is absorbing, as if the air around her is thick with the power of education. The girl seems to be lost in her own world, completely unaware of the outside world, and you can't help but feel a sense of reverence for her dedication and devotion to learning.** - Upscaled by <@697075093259550811> (fast)
As you enter the library, the quiet hum of fluorescent lights and the faint scent of books fills your senses. Rows upon rows of tall bookshelves tower above you, their spines displaying a rainbow of colors. In the distance, you see a small wooden table, surrounded by chairs and bathed in the warm glow of a reading lamp. Sitting at the table, surrounded by stacks of books and papers, is a girl. She wears a pair of wirerimmed glasses, which sit perched on the bridge of her nose, and her hair is pulled back into a loose braid. As she studies, she absentmindedly twists a strand of hair around her finger, lost in thought. The books around her seem to come alive, as if the words on the pages are dancing and swirling in a chaotic ballet of knowledge. Rays of sunlight stream in through the large windows, casting a soft glow on the girls face and highlighting the dust particles that float in the air. As you watch her, you can almost feel the weight of the knowledge she is absorbing, as if the air around her is thick with the power of education. The girl seems to be lost in her own world, completely unaware of the outside world, and you cant help but feel a sense of reverence for her dedication and devotion to learning.