The Shimmering Magi

Part 11

The interior of Wistorm's tower was breathtaking. As Minerva stepped into the grand entrance, she was immediately struck by the imposing sight of the towering marble columns that stretched up to the sky-high ceiling. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings of swirling winds and majestic birds, all crafted from a single piece of circular marble that encircled the entire ground floor. Minerva couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and reverence wash over her as she gazed up at the magnificent architecture.

As she followed Willow through the cavernous room, Minerva couldn't help but notice how empty it was. The vast expanse seemed almost eerie in its stillness, and the only sound that filled the air was the soft echo of their footsteps. However, their tranquil journey was soon disrupted as a colossal platform of gleaming white marble began to rise from the floor.

"Just in time," said Willow, her pace quickening as she approached the platform.

Minerva hurried to keep up, feeling a thrill of excitement mixed with trepidation as she stepped onto the platform. Suddenly, a gust of wind whipped around them, causing the marble platform to soar up toward the second level of the tower. Minerva felt a moment of fear as the powerful breeze buffeted her, but her wizard coat offered protection against the elements.

Willow grinned mischievously at Minerva's reaction, seeming to relish in the thrill of the ride. After a few moments, the platform came to a halt, and they stepped off onto a different level entirely. The sight that greeted them was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

The air elementals moved gracefully in circles, their ethereal forms almost invisible as they glided through the air. Magnificent birds of prey, such as eagles and hawks, perched atop pedestals, observing their surroundings with piercing eyes. But what truly caught Minerva's attention were the bookshelves, towering structures that seemed to stretch up to the heavens themselves.

"This is the Winds of Knowledge," said Willow, her voice hushed with reverence. "Here, we will find the answers to all our doubts."

As they made their way through the towering bookcases, Minerva couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at the vast collection of knowledge surrounding her. Each bookshelf seemed to contain an endless supply of information, and she longed to be able to dive into their pages and learn everything they had to offer.

As they approached a group of white-robed wizards, Minerva realized that she had yet to fully understand the dress code of the wizarding world. She observed that air wizards wore pristine white robes, while she and Willow were attired in flowing blue. Her curiosity was piqued, and she made a mental note to ask Willow about it later.

"Wait a second, my dear," said Willow, as she approached one of the white-robed wizards.

As Minerva waited, she couldn't help but take in the details of her surroundings. The library was truly immense, and she felt like she could spend an eternity exploring every nook and cranny. Suddenly, Willow returned, accompanied by a tall, imposing wizard in a white robe.

"So, you are the new student that Maximilian brought to Elysium from the mortal world," said the wizard, introducing himself as Mirk. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Minerva felt a sense of relief as she shook his hand, grateful for the friendly welcome. She was eager to begin her studies in this wondrous place, and as she gazed around the towering library, she couldn't help but feel that her journey was just beginning.