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It was a library...only it had been ransacked. Not one book remained on
the shelf. And there were dozens of bookshelves, all arranged around a
central information desk in a star pattern. Some of the individual shelves had been cleaved through. The two ladies clambered over the book drifts and to the desk. It was twenty feet wide. The bottom half was painted with a childish mural depicting the Armies of Hathowen slaughtering the innocent peasents of the Floating Islands. "Pleasent." said Ardua. Suddenly a scaly hand reached out from under a pile of books and grabbed Astra. It felt cold, like a block of ice.
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