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The Library of the New Watchers' Council has a central rotunda, vast and vaulted, lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. It also has a number of smaller side rooms, and a tangle of interconnected corridors and passageways.

Right now one of those smaller rooms has two witches sitting quietly at a table, waiting for the door opposite them to open -- which it shortly does, onto a much noisier room than this place generally permits.

Andrew Wells steps out, and holds the door for his guest.