In the heart of a dystopian universe, a towering library orbits atop a throng of stars. Inside, a building with every intricate detail unfolds, its walls shimmering in the darkness. The structure refracts the lines of time and space, a testament to the infinite power and pharaohs of time. Its heart beats with an otherworldly rhythm, and the silence of time fills the air. The space itself is a canvas of glass, glass, and glass, a testament to the enduring power of time and time. The space itself has become a portal to time, where knowledge and imagination are the only thing possible, and the power of time itself is felt. A testament to the power of time and the ingenuity of time and space, and this is time where time itself has stopped flowing.