The door creaked shut behind me as I cautiously entered the room. There were five aisles along the large room. Each aisle contained an extremely large shelf-perhaps the largest I’d ever seen, and they reached back almost as far as even my perfect vision could see.
I walked forward, between the third and second row. The shelves were nearly as high as the ceiling. There were an overwhelming number of books surrounding me, wells of information on either side of me. I didn’t know where to start.
All of the books had such beautiful binding that I wasn’t even sure that I should touch them. I wasn’t sure if their information would even be real or fiction. It all seemed so whimsical, so magical, and otherworldly. Then again, it was otherworldly.
Ethra was a world that Earth’s writers and autho
