Griffin took them to another place in the library. The ceiling was different from the one before. This one was white with flying creatures painted on it like a mural. The colors reflected on the marble floors, it was fascinating. The shelves were as tall as the one from the other room, tall and full. The Griffin sat like a regal king with his wing clasped behind him, he watched them walk into different directions. Snow walked forward, Ivan to the right and Eleanor to the left.