The Library of the Mage was fascinating and was beyond what Kaizen had expected. This was a world of bookshelves filled with books and reading tables, study alcoves, conference rooms, offices, and chambers.
The corridors were narrow and winding, and some staircases seemed endless. There were places where the ceiling was so low that Kaizen and Alina had to duck to get through and others where the walls were so far apart that it was possible to see the other side of the library.
Some shelves were made of wood, others of stone, and the books on them were written in every language imaginable. Some were so old that their covers were in tatters and their pages yellowed over time. Others, on the other hand, seemed to have been written recently, because you could still smell the fresh scent of ink.
Alina suddenly stopped in front of a library room that had a large door with wavy, golden details. In the center of the door was a large symbol that looked like an eye.
