Disclaimer: Descriptions of interior of the Vikelaia Library will not be accurate, as no interior images exist online.
My backless sandals clicked against the tip of my heel as I walked down main street, looking at my phone every so often for directions to the Vikelaia Library. I followed the blue line on my map, crossing the road every so often before I finally found myself on a street that felt familiar. I looked around and the people passing by, getting the strongest sense of deja-vu, and as I pressed forward, ultimately, I landed in a circular clearing that led directly to a fountain embellished with lions.
It was like my body knew where I was before my mind—it tensed and I halted in the middle of the road, forcing those behind me to mumble to themselves as they went around. Of cour
