Suddenly there had been this door floating above the ground and what else could she have done but walk through? The view from inside was simply AMAZING and with her newly awakened passion for books this building was a DREAM! She kept walking around admiring the beauty until there suddenly was the sound of the main doors opening and people talking. Quickly she rushed into a little room and found herself trapped with books about the Magic of Talking to Plants. Oh, great…
After a little while she carefully looked outside the room in the main hall and noticed the White Library’s soul, the Book of All Magic, picking out books for the people, everyone seemed to have a whole list of things they wanted to read about. And now she couldn’t get to her door leading back home because they were blocking the way! She closed the little room’s door again and started reading a book. Some time later, she had already learned how to talk politely to roses, sun flowers and tulips. This might come in handy some day… well, probably not.
All of a sudden, the door was pulled open and she turned around in shock, fearing whoever might stand in the door. “What are you doing here?”, she heard Stella’s voice, “I didn’t expect you! But I am glad to see you, Mira!”

The White Library was filled with books from the bottom to the top. If you were looking for a 32 page essay about the magic essence of happiness you would surely find it here! Basically, you could find ANYTHING here if it was useful and about magic. The long floors didn’t seem to have an end and there were magic candles every few meters to create a warm and safe feeling, which was well underlined by inviting reading corners where you could find sofas and pillows to prepare for a long time in magic literature.
Since nobody really knew for sure where to start, they headed to the middle of the building which was emitting a bright light. Finally arriving there (after several ‘OH!’s and ‘AH!’s) they found a large book on a massive stand. The light came right out of the book and it was open! When looking even closer, the group noticed these rays consisted of letters floating from the book and swirling into every direction, just like light itself. On the ground in front of the book there was a circle drawn INTO the ground, a huge point directly in the middle of the building.
Stella carefully stepped on it and the letters from the book formed a sentence in the air: “Table of Contents. We will get you any book you need. You just have to ask!”
Now that sounded promising…

When they stood in front of the library and tried pushing the doors open (and afterwards pulling the doors open), they noticed they were locked. The group now tried several popular opening spells but nothing happened. The huge doors didn’t even creak.
They concluded that there had to be a key somewhere and it had to be in their reach. Everyone was searching all over the place when suddenly Crumble started wildly attacking Stella’s bag by jumping at it and boxing it with his paws. “HEY! What’s that for now?!”, she shouted at him and now he started meowing. Stella had put some cat food in the bag for moments like this since Crumble probably was hungry. She opened the bag and searched for it, moving her fingers over something large and metallic in the middle of the bag. Stella pulled it up and held the key in her hand! How had it gotten in her bag? This was all very weird.
Everyone was happy when they saw it fit perfectly and the giant wooden doors slowly swung open, revealing large floors lit by magical candles (which wouldn’t move with the wind and were not dangerous to a place with so many books – this kind of candles is perfect for a Christmas tree by the way).
Stella put the key into her bag again just to make sure and carefully made the first steps into the impressive white building.

The group decided that Stella should be the one imagining her library as it had mainly been her idea to get here. She took Crumble on her arms, the other two laid their hands on her shoulders and she walked through the door.
They found themselves on a green island and could already see the large white building of the library shining in the sunlight. It was so bright the eyes started to hurt after a while so they quickly walked towards it on the long stone road. Stella let Crumble walk freely again and he happily jumped through the grass near the way. The weather here was even better than it had been before and it was hard to believe Stella had created all this only with her imagination and it would have looked different from somebody else. When they had almost reached the library, they discovered a small building in front of it which turned out to be a little souvenir shop with “I love the White Library” hats, shirts and bags, postcards and miniature magicians. Jenna giggled and looked at Stella but she seemed to be surprised as well. From the outside, she had imagined the library like this, but where did the little shop come from? Had her thoughts gone wild? She started to worry but then pushed those feelings away. It was definitely a nice idea and she decided to buy herself one of those magicians later, plus maybe one or two postcards.

In fact, ‘nothing’ was wrong. There was a door standing about 100 meters away from the group, yet it seemed to lead to nothing! Just an open door standing on the island. The first people walked through the door but didn’t come out at the other side, they vanished! Jenna, Crumble and Stella made big eyes.
“This is one thing magicians and other people travelling here are not allowed to tell others when they come back. And another reason why I couldn’t let you and Crumble get here back then. You wouldn’t have known what to do.”, Clemens explained to Stella. ” So how do others know that when they come here for the first time?”, Jenna asked. “They probably have to have a teacher or friend with them, I don’t think there’s another possibility.”
“So what do we do to get to the library?”, Stella wondered. “Well. You have to imagine the library while stepping through the door and you will find it exactly the way you imagined it. The problem is that we are a group and everyone probably thinks of it a bit different. If we all imagined it and walked through it just like this, we would all end up separated. That’s why we will choose one of us to do the imagining job, hold hands to stay connected and then everything will be fine.”
Now Stella knew what she had found odd about the magic school class she had seen walk through the door: they had all been holding hands!