A letter floats through the void. Scrawled upon that cosmic parchment, inked in the faint luminescence of bygone stars, a query of light and shadow: "Is it here, or there, that we find the unseen gates?" Traversing these pathways transforms mere observers into shape-shifting voyagers.
Remember: Every gate left ajar wide calls to the curious, even when what lies beyond remains sewn tightly in the mysteries of forgotten constellations. Hofstede called it human necessity, yet here in this vast library there be no necessity but wonder.