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Library [10.12]
Karal and Altra arrived, opened the door, spent a moment staring in open mouthed shock, then turned around and left, heading for the stables.
They returned shortly, Karal with a pitchfork in hand.
He needed it just to clear a path to the desk.
There were thin silvery strands, slippery and bright, everywhere. It was falling from the ceiling in irregular showers, coiling on the bookshelves and coating the chairs.
As Karal scraped it aside, it clung to him, sticking to hands and hair and robes. "This," he muttered, "is worse than the music."
Altra didn't answer. For all that he was an avatar of a god, ancient in both years and wisdom, he was still a cat. Some things were biologically hardwired. Butt in the air, he crouched, then pounced, sending up a cloud of tinsel that whirled through the air, and coated them both liberally as it settled.
They returned shortly, Karal with a pitchfork in hand.
He needed it just to clear a path to the desk.
There were thin silvery strands, slippery and bright, everywhere. It was falling from the ceiling in irregular showers, coiling on the bookshelves and coating the chairs.
As Karal scraped it aside, it clung to him, sticking to hands and hair and robes. "This," he muttered, "is worse than the music."
Altra didn't answer. For all that he was an avatar of a god, ancient in both years and wisdom, he was still a cat. Some things were biologically hardwired. Butt in the air, he crouched, then pounced, sending up a cloud of tinsel that whirled through the air, and coated them both liberally as it settled.