The library echoed the design of the Divine Throne's Library of Light, but on a scale that stole my breath. I stood at the center of an immense circle, surrounded by hallways radiating outward like the rays of the sun. Delicate paintings of ancient spell weavers and mosaics of swirling constellations adorned the walls and floor. Glowing crystals, shaped like stars, were embedded in every surface, bathing the vast space in a gentle light.
From the central circle, the main hallways branched into smaller offshoots lined with bookshelves. Glowing runes, carved directly into the floor, marked each section. I craned my neck, gazing up at least ten more identical levels rising above us. More runes illuminated alcoves along the circle's circumference, where I presumed floating platforms waited to carry visitors between floors.
