Luna tilted her head as she faced the library's door, scanning it from up to down, it was a huge aged wooden door.
"Shouldn't they change this door?" Luna growled.
"I think so, it had been a few years since I entered here."
She grabbed the bronze handle and the door groaned madly.
"You stay here."
Natasha told the folk behind them, the maidens' faces were pale.
Luna rubbed her eyes to see the ceiling of that room but it was all spiral shelves that grew until reaching infinity. What was it? Did anyone bother to read in this place? Of course, not! When no one was allowed to come here and limited people had access to here. Here had many aisles, very cold and dim, only a few lanterns on the walls were serving light! The scent of wooden shelves was the only pleasant thing.
"To keep here safe we would use less fire."
Natasha informed.
