In all honesty i had problems with this chapter i have rewritten it a few times and finally desided to upload it since i just had the feling it would get even worse if i continue overwriting it. Its a short one. Sorry about that.
Once I was on the ground of the fade I immediately started to search for an Eluvian. I didn't need to look long. Behind a rockformation and a broken statue of Fen´harel was a mirror. It was half sunken in It was decorated with a sun. So it belonged to Elgarnan the all-father. I approached and examinated the dull glass. The Eluvian did need a password but there were also other ways to unlock it. The surface came to live, and the magic tingled on my body as I stepped through the Eluvian. My mouth gapped open. I had awaited to see the usually great halls full of people and spirits alike. Once there where bookshelves and one great hall after another connected from stairs and magic. The Vir Dirthara or Living knowledge of the Empire, was a place for knowledge and learning. But now there was almost nothing left. Broken stairs leaded into the nothingness of the fade. In the distance was another part of the library but it was twisted and floated around upside down. Skeletons laid around in a corner. Everything was quiet now. I had traveled through the shattered Library for a few hours. On my way through the empty halls I had discovered some Eluvians but they did lead only to other parts of the library. What happened here? Was the main Question in my mind. Everything looked like it had been ripped apart from a big animal. I walked left and my eyes spotted a glowing Orange spirit in front of a stair.
Visitors, Patrons, Welcome. The halls are open. It said in a female voice as it detected me. I am study. I am a learning thirst. Come! Know what has not been lost. The spirit continued and floated to the left. What happened here? I asked and gestured on the collapsed structures and broken ways. All of it. The libraries of every city. The wisdom of every court. The connecting place whose paths are now in disarray…. I tried to hold my temper in. After a few times of breathing calmly I asked my next question: What put this place into disarray as you call it? The spirit floated to the right letting a few heartbeats pass before it answered: The Vir Dirthara was made with world and fade. When they sundered, so did we. Paths…broke. Knowledge fragmented. Many were trapped. I preserve their last words. …What did the people say? I asked and dreaded the answer. What happened? Where are the paths? Where are the paths? Gods save me, the floor is gone! Do not let me fall. Do not let me… My hands shacked slightly as I sat down on the stairs and continued to listen to the spirit. Every word it said made my stomach sick. I listened up when it continued again after a while. How could the Dread wolf cast a vail between the world that wakes and the world that dreams? The Evanuris will send people. They will save us!
My mind raced. What did the Dread wolf do? He casted a vail between the fade and the waking world? Why? – Vhenan what have you done? – I asked myself and buried my face in my hands.
When have you last heard from the gods? When the vail came down, they went silent! What is this vail. What has Fen´harel done? If we get out of here, I will end Fen´harel! After he held back the sky to imprison the gods, the dread wolf disappeared. Lies! We must tear down this veil. The cities. The pathways, without magic they are crumbling. Your wasting your time. Fen´harels veil has turned our empire to ruins. The spirit finished talking. We both stayed silent. Thank you. I said to it after a while and then stood up. I heard the sound of an Eluvian and I turned my head to the left. This one here leads out of the Vir Dirthara. the Spirit said. I nodded to it and walked through the shining glass.