THE STARLESS SEA x STRANGE THE DREAMER
Starry-eyed, autistic October runs from foster parents in search of home, and The Eternal Library listens. Within its boundless walls he finds a furious girl and a soft-hearted boy, who quickly become home—a home threatened by a war between the Librarians and an exile hellbent on destroying them. October would do anything to save his beloveds. Even if it means following the dark voice of the Library to a door meant to remain shut. Even if it means unleashing the chaos that lies behind it.
The Eternal Library can only find the lost, through drafty windows to their still-beating hearts, left open just enough for the soundless sigh to slip through. They cannot know or name it at first. The sharp tug of longing-loss only noticed while passing a pub window, watching the pink-cheeked laughter within, as they stand outside in the aching cold. That breathless daydream of almost-kisses, and almost-dreams, and almost-lives.
That is how The Library finds them, those beacons of bright longing. The peppermint-scented boys with skin as thin as paper. Abandoned daughters with tyrants to topple. The brilliantly lonely ones, dancing to unheard music, partnered to no one at all. The dreamers seeking magic within the sweet science of baked goods and burnt sugar, far into the smallest hours.
Along every version of Earth that has ever been or will be, layered atop one another like cards in a deck, it finds them, calls them to a home within dusty walls, birdsong, and a battle older than the stars themselves. The Eternal Library calls them from whatever version of our small, infinitely strange world it touches, and it does not let go.
It holds them as close as lovers, for better or for worse, until the very end.