Yasashii Toshokan

The library holds a myriad of books…
Crystallizations of human wisdom, a repository of memories, a treasure trove of whispers…
In the dim shadows of this civilizational engine called the library…
Lurks a facet of the "Ivory Tower," detached from reality, hidden like an optical illusion.
Various people—and things—squirm at the boundary between dreams and reality…
A forgotten tale of a certain girl lies in the corner of the shelves—
There, she lived as a swordswoman.
Bravely wielding her sword, she faced monsters far beyond her own stature.
—And then, another girl’s story unfolds.
In this tale, she is an aristocrat draped in splendor.
With grace and intellect, she dances through life in search of the great mystery’s keyhole.
And yet again, another girl’s tale emerges.
Here, she is a courtesan who shares love indiscriminately with men.
Proud of her love, she fights to dispel the troublesome darkness that dwells within her heart…
With each turn of the page, time flows out and then fades away.
Closing the book signals an end…
But is it truly so?

[Translated from getchu]