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... to stretch endlessly in all directions. But unlike the pristine temples Luther had expected, this place was gloriously chaotic.
Books floated through the air of their own accord, some looking fresh off the press while others were barely held together by threads. Artifacts of various cultures cluttered ornate tables, and the walls were covered in maps that shifted and changed as he watched.
'This is where a 'goddess' stays?' He was starting to think that maybe coming was not the b ...
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