Soma stood in front of the door. The door emits no sound as Soma pulls its handle, leaving a small gap between the door. Then, a distinctive smell of paper and wood permeated his nose, giving him a gentle, serene peace of mind.
Slowly, as not to alarm the other people inside, Soma pulled the door, making the gap wider as a grand scene welcomed them both that they saw for the first time in life.
The sight of towering bookshelves that stretch up to a ceiling, the shelves, made of dark brown wood, are meticulously organized, housing thousands of books and grimoires from ancient times with neat appearance for it was protected by magic to prevent the cruel passage of time from destroying it.
Each gap between the shelves is wide enough to allow people easy passage, with red and soft carpet that sprawls on the floor and muffles footsteps, maintaining a quiet atmosphere.
