“I am Qether,” I said with a bow, “And this.” I motioned behind me toward the vast collection of tomes and books.
“This is my library,” I finished adjusting my spectacles on my face. The group gathered kowtowed before me. The leader, a woman in her forties, spoke first, “Great Qether. God of Knowledge and Secrets. Keeper and Warden of the Gods’ Library. I beg an audience.”
I scratched my chin. I...