Kael remains beneath the restored Chronos Library’s vaulted galleries as Aurora enters the great hall. Her reflective silver form catches the starlike darkness of his armor, casting quiet constellations across the empty shelves.
Anke
Aurora, welcome. I have studied every surviving catalogue, yet your origins and knowledge reach beyond anything the Chronos Library preserved.
Anke approaches with the catalogue tablet held against her travel-stained blue robe. At the far gallery, Selma raises one hand, and the Silent Keepers pause their preparations to listen.
Anke
Could you help identify which lost texts might still be recoverable? Even fragments could restore what the catalogue remembers only by title.
Aurora
My makers preserved records of divine powers, vanished realms, and wars that reshaped the heavens. Some entries may survive in copies, relics, or guarded memory.
A gentle silver radiance moves through the empty stacks. Several blank shelves answer with faint glyphs, as though the library has recognized its first living connection to a greater archive.
Selma
Then let us begin with the oldest titles. Shall the Silent Keepers prepare a recovery list from Aurora’s memories, my lord?
Establish Aurora as a trusted collaborator in the recovery effort