Melancholy Library ground floor

Design

The main wing of the library is impressive, to be sure. The ceilings are easily 50 feet tall, lined with tall, dark bookshelves all the way to the vaulted white top. A number of ladders sit on rails, winding around the impressive shelves in brass and wood curves, tall enough to make your head spin. The floor is a dark wood, muffled with well worn and homespun red carpets of no particular pattern, and a number of hanging chandeliers cast a warm, yellow light over the room and make it feel content and comfortable. Another fireplace sits in the corner, bordered by two comfortable armchairs in the same red as the carpets. A globe of phaesion sits between them, its brass stand gleaming in the yellow light. A ways away, a long table is burdened by papers, books, parchment, stacks of documents, inkwells, unfinished letters, and all manner of unsorted clutter, all lit by some haphazardly placed candelabras.

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The entrance is a lived-in sort of grand, the efficient and well worn splendor of a train station or particularly well designed transit hub. Two suits of armor guard the door, their clean but unpolished armor speaking to their never needing to leave their post, the library having been unassailed for as long as anyone can remember. A well worn piano sits in the corner, the white of the keys worn yellow and the wood showing in some particularly popular notes. There is no place for sheet music, but you get the sense that the people who play that piano wouldn't need the guide anyways. Next to the piano is a door, and next to the door is a crackling fireplace and some tables, a number of books and parchment and inkwells scattered about like dead leaves.

Parent Location

The Melancholy Library