As they walked through the archives, Diana couldn't help but marvel at the ever-changing walls around her. The corridors seemed to twist and turn, reshaping themselves like a living organism. It was as if the very structure of the archives responded to Merea's presence, guiding them effortlessly through its depths.
"Curious?" Merea's voice echoed through the corridor, pulling Diana from her thoughts.
Diana nodded eagerly, her eyes wide with wonder. "Aye," she admitted, “how's it operate, then?"
Merea smiled, a glint of pride in her eyes. "As the current head of the archive, I have a unique connection to this place," she explained. "I'm the master of the archive. I know where everything is, and I can sense where everyone is within its walls. It's one of the privileges of my position," sh
