"Lunch!" Kori announced, clapping once. "About the library with a ridiculous tree growing in it — behind it is the best garden in the Academy. Also, someone remind me to tell you about the professor who collects pins. No, that's not a metaphor. The man is genuinely obsessed."
They let themselves be swept along after her, down two corridors and through an archway into the third library, where a literal, alive tree rose out of a round stone planter at the center of the room. Its trunk was thick as a pillar, and its branches arched outward until almost the entire room sat beneath a canopy of green, the light coming through the leaves in soft, scattered rays. Students read in the pools of filtered light. One had fallen asleep under the tree with a book over his face, the ribbon bookmark stuck to his cheek.
Kori pointed at him on her way past. "Don't be him. Nap in here and in less than ten minutes, the pranksters will decorate you with sticky notes."
