In an endless, ethereal library suspended in the void of space, colossal shelves filled with ancient, floating tomes stretch infinitely in all directions, their spines glowing faintly with mystical runes. This is the Celestial Library of Forgotten Truths, a place where every secret of the cosmos, every mystery of existence, and every forgotten story is recorded. The shelves are carved from stardust and cosmic stone, with delicate patterns that shift and shimmer as if alive, tracing constellations and sacred symbols across the surfaces. Walking among these shelves is a Cosmic Archivist, a tall, otherworldly being with translucent skin that reveals glimpses of galaxies and nebulae swirling within. Their eyes are pools of infinite darkness, filled with stars and ancient knowledge, and they wear flowing robes woven from threads of light, which move like liquid silk in zero gravity. In their hands, they hold a crystal quill that emits a soft, bluish glow, and with it, they transcribe new secrets onto floating, glowing scrolls that disappear and reappear among the shelves. The Archivist is not alone; ghostly apparitions known as Whispering Spirits glide silently through the aisles, each one carrying fragments of lost memories and forgotten dreams. These spirits are wreathed in faint, translucent smoke, their forms constantly shifting and dissolving, and as they pass by, they leave behind faint echoes of ancient languages, filling the library with a low, resonant murmur
