The air shifted.
For a moment, the world inside the Vault of Knowledge was still, quiet, like a deep breath held just before a leap. But the stillness didn't last.
Elowen stepped through the spiral first, the light brushing past her skin like a slow-moving breeze.
Her heels touched down gently on marble that didn't look carved or placed—just formed, as if the world had built itself around the Vault's will.
Seraphina followed close behind, her steps cautious but steady. Isabella and Liliana came next, a little less graceful but just as alert.
The twins hesitated, holding hands for a second before stepping through together.
Then… silence.
They looked around.
The place didn't look like anything they had expected. It wasn't some endless palace or a floating city of lights. It was just... massive.
Rows and rows of bookshelves stretched in all directions. Some ran like staircases into the distance.
