Christian Classics Ethereal Library Novels & Stories

Ben leaned and gently slid his arms underneath mine and took Evie into his own. I hobbled sullenly following Ben into his house. The estate was richly furnished with dark reds and antiques. It was dimly lit with lamps, and the stain glass windows gave it an ethereal glow. I imagined we entered through his library. The walls were concealed with countless old paintings and shelves upon shelves of books. I walked slowly by them skimming over the authors there. Many classics but a plethora of books on the occult, angels, demons, and the like. That figures.

Before I could go out of control, I calmed down and started rummaging each book. Back in our house, there were also tons of books that were placed on a small shelf near my bed. But father and mother made sure to throw away all my fiction books such as fairy tales and poems, varying from William Shakespeare and the brothers Grimm. The books they left were all non-fiction books that cover most of history, philosophy and language. I never went to any school so the only person who taught me was myself. Sometimes I would pay the butlers to buy me academic books because women are not ble to purchase any learning books.

“Neither does this concern you.” Something shifts in his jaw. He stares at me for a long moment, unreadable. Then, without another word, he moves past us, tracing his fingers along the stone wall. A faint blue shimmer pulses over the carvings. The moment he presses against an inscription, the rock trembles and shifts, revealing the entrance to the Ethereal Library. I have to keep myself from gasping. The library is unlike anything I have ever imagined. Glass shelves stretch endlessly into the vast chamber, floating midair, their contents suspended as if by magic. Thousands of books glow softly, their auras shifting in blues and silvers, casting soft halos of light. The air smells of parchmen

symbolizing the intellectual journey of scholars who sought to unravel the mysteries of the interconnected cosmos. Limah, the ethereal guardian, infused ethereal realms with the harmonious energies from the cosmic convergence. Conversations among the Eclipse Sowers were ethereal harmonies, with simple words like "cosmic resonance" and "transcendent balance" guiding their ethereal endeavors to maintain a cosmic equilibrium within the ethereal realms.