“well," he said, trying to sound as though he found the whole thing a joke, "if you want to -- er -- what is it?" (He checked Percy's letter.) "Oh yeah -- 'sever ties' with me, I swear I won't get violent." "Give it back," said Ron, holding out his hand. He is --" Ron said jerkily, tearing Percy's letter in half, "the world's" -- he tore it into quarters -- "biggest" -- he tore it into eighths -- "git." He threw the pieces into the fire.” LetterRon WeasleyPercy WeasleyParchment Book:Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Source: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
“I used to capture the vastness and the immensity of the world and confine it to the limited pages of the parchment.” WorldWritingCaptureVastnessImmensityConfinementPhotographsExplorerLimited AtonementParchment Author:Hark Herald Sarmiento
“It was as if the base of the mountain had been hollowed out by some massive digging beast, leaving a pit descending into the dark heart of the world. Around that gaping hole, carved into the mountain itself, spiralled level after level of shelves and books and reading areas, leading into the inky black. From what I could see of the various levels as I drifted toward the carved stone railing overlooking the drop, the stacks shot far into the mountain itself, like the spokes of a mighty wheel. And through it all, fluttering like moth's wings, the rustle of paper on parchment. Silent, and yet alive. Awake and humming and restless, some many-limbed beast at constant work. I peered upward, finding more levels rising toward the House above. And lurking far below... Darkness.” BooksMountainPaperLibrarySarah J MaasFeyreFeyre ArcheronA Court Of Wings And RuinThe Night CourtParchment Book:A Court of Wings and Ruin Source: A Court of Wings and Ruin
“We passed stacks of books and parchments, the shelves either built into the stone itself or made of dark, solid wood. Hallways lined with both vanished into the mountain itself, and every few minutes, a little reading area popped up, full of tidy tables, low-burning glass lamps, and deep-cushioned chairs and couches. Ancient woven rugs adorned the floors beneath them, usually set before fireplaces that had been carved into the rock and kept well away from any shelves, their grates fine-meshed enough to retain any wandering embers. Cosy, despite the size of the space; warm, despite the unknown terror lurking below.” BooksLibrarySarah J MaasFeyreFeyre ArcheronRhysandRhysA Court Of Wings And RuinCosyParchment Book:A Court of Wings and Ruin Source: A Court of Wings and Ruin