[ Rincewind was lost. He had been for a couple hours. Anxiety settled neatly in the pit of his stomach. He kept up a mild jog, eyes squinting into the ink-stained darkness. Every sound ricocheting magnificently off stone formations and cavernous walls. With every step, a cloud of dust rose. He hadn't recognized it at first, too bewildered to even consider the idea, but there it was, floating resolutely in the hollows of his memory. ]
[ This was one of the libraries of Sanctuary. He'd know the heavy, dust-laden smell from anywhere. The air tasted of magic and weighed with centuries of heavy-bounded knowledge. A palpable silence, so familiar he could close his eyes and remember the feel, draped over him and hushed every step into a whisper. ]
[ He passed through aisle after aisle, drawn to a flickering light and two shadows dancing in its cool glow. ]
[ He drifted close enough to hear and nearly walked right into a bookcase when the sever tone of voice sternly slapped him upside the head. Rincewind was from a Magi family. He hadn't ascended the echelons of society himself, but he knew well enough who to avoid and who was safe. The man scolding Waver now was one of the ones he did his damnedest to avoid, but it might be too late to turn around. ]
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[ This was one of the libraries of Sanctuary. He'd know the heavy, dust-laden smell from anywhere. The air tasted of magic and weighed with centuries of heavy-bounded knowledge. A palpable silence, so familiar he could close his eyes and remember the feel, draped over him and hushed every step into a whisper. ]
[ He passed through aisle after aisle, drawn to a flickering light and two shadows dancing in its cool glow. ]
[ He drifted close enough to hear and nearly walked right into a bookcase when the sever tone of voice sternly slapped him upside the head. Rincewind was from a Magi family. He hadn't ascended the echelons of society himself, but he knew well enough who to avoid and who was safe. The man scolding Waver now was one of the ones he did his damnedest to avoid, but it might be too late to turn around. ]