339 - A Librarian and the Concervancy

Author's Note:  My brain obviously fell out of my ears during the thunderstorm this afternoon.  This post is actually for tomorrow, since I seem to have posted twice today.  Next post... will be the day after.

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"Atzana Jesara Mil Kallen, Aitza!"  the old librarian had to pause and cough.  Atzana schooled her features as she stood in the doorway of her superior's