A Folded Route

I noticed a thick, patterned paper tucked between two heavy hardcovers on the bottom shelf. Climbing carefully over a row of book spines, I managed to pull a folded corner loose with both hands. When it opened slightly across the polished wood, colorful lines, blue river symbols, and tiny road grids revealed themselves in the lamplight. I sat beside the crease and traced one winding green avenue with my fingertip, noting how the pathways connect across the paper. It feels like a quiet map waiting for future journeys.