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As the audio begins, the distinct echo of a vast, seemingly empty space fills the air. The familiar sound of footsteps resonate, growing louder as they approach. The rhythmic tap of shoes against a polished marble floor invites a sense of anticipation. Suddenly, a soft rustle breaks the silence, the unmistakable sound of a page being turned in a book. The focus then shifts to a rhythmic creaking, the sound of an old, heavy door being opened. This is followed by the soft, muffled thuds of books being placed down, one after the other. There's an undercurrent of melancholy, a sense of reduction and loss, as the footsteps recede, growing faint until they disappear entirely. The audio transitions next to the gentle rustle of paper and the crisp snap of book covers closing. The sound of books being slotted into shelves echo, their numbers decreasing steadily. The hushed whispers of a library in use take over, giving way to a profound silence
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As the audio begins, the distinct echo of a vast, seemingly empty space fills the air. The familiar sound of footsteps resonate, growing louder as they approach. The rhythmic tap of shoes against a polished marble floor invites a sense of anticipation. Suddenly, a soft rustle breaks the silence, the unmistakable sound of a page being turned in a book. The focus then shifts to a rhythmic creaking, the sound of an old, heavy door being opened. This is followed by the soft, muffled thuds of books being placed down, one after the other. There's an undercurrent of melancholy, a sense of reduction and loss, as the footsteps recede, growing faint until they disappear entirely. The audio transitions next to the gentle rustle of paper and the crisp snap of book covers closing. The sound of books being slotted into shelves echo, their numbers decreasing steadily. The hushed whispers of a library in use take over, giving way to a profound silence
