Abdul Malik Khaksar

The Library of Forgotten Tomorrows. AI-Generated.

In the cold silence beneath the Himalayan ice, deeper than any drill had dared to dig, there was a door. Not made of stone, nor metal, nor any known material — it shimmered like frozen light, flickering between visibility and invisibility, as if it couldn’t decide whether it wanted to exist. And behind that door was a place no one had ever visited willingly: The Library of Forgotten Tomorrows.