A simple hallway which will never end, upon each side, are rows upon rows of floating bookshelves for what seems to be an eternity. For those who desire to look upon the books, the bookshelf containing what they seek shall come to them, ready for them to be carried by the glowing, floating pages to pick that book just for them. In the hall painted in dazzling white, the kingdom, who takes it's form in a library which forever grows, lurks it's caretaker, who rests upon the end of the endless hallway, upon a giant magical orb surrounded by runes. Ocassionally, one could see flying runes from new books being written, to floating books being sorted into it's rightful place. Though, be warned, for each book rests a world of it's own, created by the nightmares of those who wander too far in their imaginations, extracted for a new book for the caretaker's collection.