A hidden neon futuristic library deep inside a glowing forest, towering shelves made of crystal and steel, holographic books floating in midair, neon vines wrapping around cybernetic trees, a tranquil yet mysterious dreamscape where knowledge pulses like light. Beneath the canopy of a forest that glowed with veins of neon, a library stretched higher than the trees themselves. Shelves shimmered with books that weren’t bound by paper, but by light—pages flickering like fragments of memory. The air hummed with data streams disguised as birdsong. A wanderer entered, brushing aside bioluminescent vines, their eyes reflecting holographic glyphs that fluttered like fireflies. This was no ordinary place of learning—it was a living archive, where the future of civilization was written not in ink, but in light.