09-06-2009, 06:23 PM
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It was fine!
The boy stayed still as his father explained, his wide eyes moving up the shelf closest to him. These books seemed to command such respect, perhaps from their size or their quaint, authoritarian binding. Kansas's explanation made their sheer numbers even more astonishing. They were all made out of human thoughts, different ones, and the whole world could read them. Gotham had no clue that there had been so many humans around, and even with a ratio of one person per book the population must have been enormous. The pup knew nothing of it. And how could so many different types of thoughts exist? He didn't comprehend anything deeper than dragonflies and sisters, at this point, and couldn't see how people could have so many different ideas about those.
Ithen made this! ♥
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It was fine!
The boy stayed still as his father explained, his wide eyes moving up the shelf closest to him. These books seemed to command such respect, perhaps from their size or their quaint, authoritarian binding. Kansas's explanation made their sheer numbers even more astonishing. They were all made out of human thoughts, different ones, and the whole world could read them. Gotham had no clue that there had been so many humans around, and even with a ratio of one person per book the population must have been enormous. The pup knew nothing of it. And how could so many different types of thoughts exist? He didn't comprehend anything deeper than dragonflies and sisters, at this point, and couldn't see how people could have so many different ideas about those.
Eyes moving back to his father, he replied with another question, "Where'd all the thoughts come from?" Kansas, at this point, was the authority on books and the young boy was impressed by his knowledge. Despite the quiet contemplation that the library demanded, Gotham expressed his own awe by mimicking his father's expression. "Shigawsh!" The boy had never heard that one before, but it seemed to have the right tone.
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