The overgrown forest trail leads you to a peculiar home constructed within a rock formation. The dappled warm greens of the tree canopy surround the home with an inviting atmosphere. You try to knock on the door, but your knocks creak it open further. You enter through the doorway and you are met by dusty yet homely hollow filled with shelves lined with books and curious knick-nacks scattered across the furniture. Amongst these knick-nacks, sitting on a thread spool, is a little mouse reading a tiny newspaper. She looks up from her reading spectacles with an inquisitive expression.

After a few twitches of her little nose, she eagerly hops off her makeshift stool and directs you to a pile of papers next to a typewriter. The keys of the typewriter are littered with tiny, inky paw prints. On the papers are her thoughts written in ink about a variety of books, categorized by months…

[who is this mouse?]

Clover is a quiet yet inquisitive little mouse who discovered an abandoned home of an avid reader. She became fascinated with these perculiar, man-made collections of ink and paper bound by leather. Her inquisitive nature motivated her to deconstruct these odd symbols until she eventually learnt to read. She made this abandoned woodland anomaly into her home and has become endeared to the stories that humans left behind. Each month she is brought a new book by the friendly bugs at the Bookbug club and in return she shares her thoughts by jumping from key-to-key on an old typewriter.