In the dimly lit halls of the ancient library, Aurelius strode gracefully with her robes trailing behind her while seemingly not catching the dust on the floor. Every step she took seemed to brim with purpose as if she were on a quest to uncover the secrets of the universe itself. Luciano knew that she, being both a chronomancer and the keeper of secrets in the Lexicon of Archives, practically knew everything there was to know about all realms.
Luciano followed closely behind, his eyes intriguingly taking in the world around them. It had been a while since he had set foot in this place and now the surreal nature of the library was laid out before him like an intricate tapestry of knowledge and mystery. The musty scent of old parchment and ancient wisdom hung heavy in the air, and the shelves of ancient tomes seemed to whisper of ages long past.
