Big Black Fish carried her far out to sea, but she still could not reach the storm clouds that should have surrounded the island. She had measured the storm before. By now, she had traveled farther than the diameter of several storm rings, yet she still had not found its edge.
Even the Magic Barrier around the Thirteen Misty Islands had a boundary. Where was the boundary here?
"It's not an illusion." San San was certain. If it had been an illusion, San San would have sensed it the moment they entered. "If I had to describe it, it's more like... another space..."
Thinking back on the strange path that had brought her here, she realized she had no idea how far she had actually traveled. The storm clouds had muddled her sense of distance. It was entirely possible that she had walked into another space without realizing it.
She had read only a small portion of the books in the Library and had not yet found any relevant records.
The worst part was that Coroa rarely tidied up. Other Puppets cleaned the Library, so it looked neat and orderly, but only Ye Chuqi, who had spent time inside, knew the truth. The books were lined up neatly, yet there was no system to them at all. It was as if Coroa wrote down whatever came to mind, stopped whenever he felt like it, and shelved everything on a whim. The only discernible pattern was a fairly clear timeline. In a few cases, he had remembered something later, pulled a book out to reread and add to it, then casually put it back. She could just about make sense of those.
Coroa was still in his Laboratory, and her access privileges did not allow her near it. So once Ye