Silas stepped through a portal of shimmering blue light. He arrived in a space that completely defied basic geometry. Endless rows of towering mahogany bookshelves stretched upward into a golden, cloudless sky. The floor beneath his boots was not solid wood or stone. It was a perfect reflection of a tranquil, shallow ocean. The Infinite Library was not a standard building confined by walls or a roof. It was an independent dimension entirely dedicated to the preservation of cosmic truth.
