The vastness of the Library of Eldara was daunting, a seemingly endless expanse of ancient knowledge that stretched far beyond what Ethan could see. As he stood there, the Codex of Shadows in his hands, the enormity of his task weighed heavily upon him. The library was alive, its consciousness brushing against his own like a curious specter, testing his resolve. Ethan could sense that it was not just a repository of knowledge but a guardian of it, and only those deemed worthy would be granted access to its deepest secrets.
He took a deep breath and allowed the orb's soft light to guide him. The shelves continued to shift and rearrange themselves, as if the library was leading him to the information he needed. Ethan followed the movements of the shelves, his boots echoing softly on the stone floor as he walked through the vast, dimly lit cavern. Scrolls unfurled and closed around him, and ancient tomes hovered in midair, their pages fluttering like the wings of moths in the night.
