Moonlight streamed through the shattered dome, falling upon the vine-covered stone steps. Each bluestone was etched with ancient verses, as if whispering a name almost forgotten by time: the Kingdom of Moonshadow . The kingdom once flourished under the moonlight, silver lighthouses guiding sailors, and songs of sorrow and laughter echoing between the city walls. But war and greed, like a withering frost, eroded all tenderness, until even the last city gate fell into silence. Only one remained, a figure cloaked in shadow, known as the last guardian , watching over the ruins and the remaining memories. He patrolled under the moonlight, his shadow cloak swaying with his steps, as if a part of the night itself. The guardian's name had been forgotten, but his eyes held all the nights of the kingdom, like dew drops clinging to laurel leaves, shimmering with the luster of days gone by. He guarded not the city's wealth, but a small moonstone —an ancient artifact capable of condensing ...
The night was like a heavy blanket, silently covering the rooftops of the ancient city. Lin Xi first heard about the Library of Eternal Night from her father, who said, "There are books there that you cannot see, and a person you can only see in a mirror." Curiosity, like a vine, entwined itself around her heart. She arrived at the library's entrance; the door was made of black lacquered wood , and the door knocker was as cold as moonlight. Pushing open the door, she entered eternal night : there was not a single ray of light, yet she could see the spines of books on rows and rows of shelves breathing in a faint, phosphorescent glow. The librarian was an ancient mirror , its frame carved with unknown patterns. The reflection in the mirror was not her own, but a reversed room, and in that room was a woman with ink-black hair and eyes like stars. Legend said she was the witch in the mirror , once the guardian of the library, imprisoned behind the glass for breaking a tab...