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September 10 - September 15, 2024
“Think of me as a bitch who gets the job done,”
She wasn’t a child looking for a role. She was a Librarian with a job to do, and sharing information with Vale and Singh had resulted in things getting done.
“Passengers, we are now in the open air and heading for the British Library. Please talk among yourselves while I pilot this damn thing, because I don’t like being distracted.”
“I have a duty to the Library.”
“Has the Library laws?” Vale cut in. “Has it signed treaties with all the worlds, allowing it to steal books? Has it any authority save that which it claims for itself? I would like to know if there is any reason in the world why I should respect it or its servants.”
Her life was more than just airship chases, cyborg alligator attacks, and hanging out with this alternate universe’s nearest analogue to Sherlock Holmes.
She was a Librarian, and the deepest, most fundamental part of her life involved a love of books.
she wanted nothing more than to shut the rest of the world out and have nothing to worry about except the next p...
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They’d use us as bait if they thought it was necessary. They edit the information they give us. They’d sacrifice us to get their hands on a text.
Irene thought about how many other Librarians must have been in this position. There was a reason why he was an urban legend. Though if they all get killed, who comes back to tell the stories? an irritating part of her mind pointed out. She ignored it.
Irene wondered if Alberich gave the normally I wouldn’t spare your life, but you’re special spiel to every Librarian he met.
Maybe someone who went round skinning and killing people (order as yet unspecified) was not concerned with making the universe a better place. Just a thought.
She was about to die. What she needed was a miracle. What she got was a dragon.
But the physical world wasn’t shaken by a dragon’s roar. Reality itself trembled.
They were supposed to be hoarders, after all. Not so different from Librarians.
