The Real Magic Tower (14)

The head researcher, an elder mage with robes adorned in star-like patterns, often stood at the star map, muttering theories and adjusting the motes of light. Teams of scholars, scribes, and diviners worked tirelessly, cross-referencing ancient texts with recent celestial events. A nearby desk held piles of sketches and notes, diagrams mapping out possible outcomes based on the stars' alignments.

Though the chamber exuded peace, a subtle urgency permeated its air. The realization that the prophecy tied the fate of the world to the stars was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Each passing night brought new revelations and questions, as the celestial puzzle continued to unravel before them.