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... scent of aged parchment and magic. Under the flickering glow of enchanted sconces, it loomed vast and orderly—shelves winding into archways, staircases spiralling up to mezzanines, and walls etched with runes that dampened noise and kept knowledge humming silently in the air.
But tonight, it felt... different.
Kieran—his real self hidden under a simple illusion spell—stood at the farthest alcove of the third floor. The place was nearly empty, save for the sound of a shifting cand ...
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