Sayuri scanned the title of each book as she rolled slowly past, looking for something that would catch her eye. The shelves were much taller then her and she was sitting, so she was really only able to see a fraction of the books. This seemed like an oversight by the school, she thought idly to herself. She thought they would've put more thought into the high of the bookshelves, considering many students might have trouble reaching the higher levels.
Sayuri wasn't too bothered by it though, and she almost always was able to find something interesting to read within her reach. She stopped her chair when her eyes came to rest on one such book. She didn't know exactly what made her stop at this one over all the others, but she was rarely disappointed when she followed these little flights of intuition. She reached up a shaking hand, having to force her weakening muscles to obey her, and slid the book out from it's place in the shelf and onto her lap. Moving her arms had started to get a little harder lately, as if her muscles were constantly asleep, but at least she could still move her fingers for the most part, aside from those brief times that they just completely refused to move as she wanted.
Sayuri looked down at the cover of the book she had chosen. She didn't recognise the author, though the title was interesting. "The Desert Eye..." She mumbled as she turned the book over and read the blurb on the back. Apparently it was one of those detective novels, part of a series perhaps? She turned it back over and looked down at the cover once more, as it sat on her lap. She was thinking about where to go and read. The weather outside was nice, sunny with a scattering of light clouds. Some sunlight would be nice, though the Library itself was also nice and quiet right now, so maybe she could find a place near a window.