In the topmost floor of the dilapidated library, inside a spacious room that once served as the observatory, a human, an elf, and a mimic gathered around a small fire.
The room was circular, and its domed ceiling was cracked, revealing the starlit night sky. Broken apparatuses of brass and stone lay scattered across the floor. A simple glance could tell that they were the remnants of telescopes and star charts long ruined by time.
Dust and moss covered most of the walls, and several large windows had shattered, allowing the cool breeze to enter the chamber. Rubble was piled in the parts of the room where the ceiling had collapsed.
Adam, Merene, and Gege sat around the small fire, its glow casting long shadows across the forgotten chamber. An eerie silence settled in the room, with each of them seemingly lost in their own thoughts.
