In the distance were towers of books stacked up like a skyline in New York. In front of this leaves cast shadows over the piles of stacked books gathering dust. Above the chaos a dull lamp glowed softly. Under the soft glow of the lamp sat a small girl studying a book.At the foot of the chair she was perched on, lay millions of scattered books, half open. Below the small girls gaze lay an open picture book. Inside this book many characters waited for her to turn the page.