I walked through the door and into a library. Not just any library, but the largest one I"d ever seen, and I"d visited and researched in more than a few . Graceful wooden archways stretched overhead, and shelves of books and scrolls lined the walls at least three stories high. Bridges and ladders afforded access to all of them. Natural light poured through the skylights, but there were no windows, and the sky above me didn"t look like the dull gray of Cruaidh. Wherever this place was, it was in a separate reality from the asylum, but somehow still contained within it.
"What do you think, Sir Raleigh?" I asked in a hushed tone. It didn"t feel appropriate to speak loudly even though I was the only one in there. That I could see. Did dozens of individual patrons sit at the tables behind the
