Malik, Nihiru, Shams and Malakulmawt entered the tower and found its inner walls filled with books that extended all the way to the top. A spiralling set of stairs went around the tower with ladders extending against the shelves on the walls. The yard where they stood had several books on the ground, a globe at the centre and a few others scattered in different spots. The ground was a pale beige, dust granulating it. The smell of books filled the tower, pleasant to the nose. A coloured glass dome stood over their heads, colourful light reflecting on the ground floor. The grey-haired glanced around for a few seconds before speaking, “This place’s only purpose truly was an archive of sorts. The globe in the centre seems to be a smaller version of the planet, depicting its continents. The o

