“So,
where are we?” the guide wants to know, “Where is the Library
located?”
“At
the very heart of the Weave,” the woman replies, “At its absolute
centre.”
“But
that's impossible,” the guide protests, “The heart of the Weave
is well mapped and documented, it can't be there.”
“For
Mountain's sake,” Raven says sharply, “This is the Weave you
idiot, everything is possible. Even I can think of a dozen
explanations.”
“True,”
replies the guide, “I hadn't thought that through. How old is the
Library?”
“I
can't tell you its age,” the woman says, “But I can tell you it
was here when the first of the Fears first opened their eyes.”
