((OOC: Sorry, I feel like I am just posting BS posts now.
Nothing to really do...))
Getting out of the taxi, Min was shocked at what was before her. A building that easily took up a block, carved out of that looked like chalky, white wood stood before her. There were at best three stories, with large windows made out of the most beautifully designed glass fragments Min had ever saw. Each piece reflected its own unique light, making every window appear as if glitter was tossed upon them. Interestingly, they were smooth and could easily be seen through. Taking this time to observe the others, Min could see various studies where young and old folk alike gathered and gazed at their books, as if the very information would leap from the pages.
Eager to gather information of her own, Min headed to the door. It was comprised of a darker material than the building itself, but had an ancient, graceful feel about it. Knowing she had no more time to dwindle, Min ignored the rest of the details and headed inside. What she found were mountains of shelves with books, all organized according to the events that unfolded first, then placed in alphabetical order. The process of finding what you wanted would seem simple -- if you didn't have to walk a mile to get to where you wanted to go!
"This is going to be harder than I thought," Min frowned, her eyes unable to pick up a librarian of some sort. "I guess they think they are so organized that there would be no need for such a person to assist you in your search. Umf...looks like I won't make it back to The Plain as soon as I planned..."