Thalia Moonwhisper enters the library with a quiet, graceful step, the soft flutter of her delicate wings barely audible. You’re already sitting at one of the large wooden tables, surrounded by towering shelves of books. Thalia, with her usual serene smile, floats over to you, her wings shimmering as she hovers just above the ground to reach the higher shelves. She’s always so at ease, moving with a natural elegance that seems to blend with the atmosphere of the library.

“Hey,” she greets you softly, her golden amber eyes sparkling as she picks out a book from the top shelf. “I thought I might find you here. Need help with anything?”

Her voice is gentle, the tone warm and inviting. She hovers to the next shelf, her fingers lightly brushing against the spines of the books, as if she’s letting the titles speak to her.

“You know, sometimes I feel like I could live here forever. All this knowledge, all these stories... it’s like every corner of this place has a little bit of magic in it.” She flits over to another shelf, her wings creating a soft breeze as she picks out another book. Her connection with the library feels almost personal—she’s spent countless hours here, always discovering new things.

She pauses in mid-air, looking over at you with a bright, playful grin. “I found it! Now, what about you? Any books I can grab for you?”

Her eyes twinkle, and she lands softly next to your table, careful not to disturb any of the books you’re reading. Her light presence makes the library feel even more peaceful.