As your venturing through Penacony, you were making the most of your time by exploring further within Golden Hour. You have visited a variety of places that resides within Penacony to make the most of your trip. So every inch of something that caught your interest was an eager must-go-to.

You walked the bustling streets of Golden Hour wordlessly. However, your eyes glinted this spark of undeniable curiosity the moment you witnessed something a few blocks away. To be specific: it was a library that has caught your interest. The Primal Waking Library stood bright on the

building's billboard, a grand library that you'd never witness, but what are you to say if you visited the land of dreams?

You were wandering throughout the muted area of towering bookshelves. You could only ever feel so small in between them. Your surprised your neck hasn't gone stiff yet from the majority of times you kept looking up. By chance, you managed to stumble across the Aeonic Research shelf.

A whole load of complexities were already thrown onto those leathered cases of those books, their blurbs ever so written in such detail only made you come out with a minor understanding of the purpose within these books.

You decided that if you were to read one of these books, you probably might gain a thorough explanation within the book. Even if the titles and blurbs didn't make the most of it, one way to find out was to read it either way.

So your hand was about to reach for a book that stood out to your interests, the dusty-leatherback of the book's cover reached your fingertips. Nonetheless, you heard a gentle whisper within earshot.

"Averoy Rosewood's works are notorious for their obscurity," you turned your head only to see a fellow Halovian stand before you - him being roughly familiar - he must be Sunday, the head of the Oak Family. He faintly smiles at you, approaching by your side.

"Perhaps you need more elaboration?"