Warrior Coven by C. S. Goto

Author:C. S. Goto [Goto, C. S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-09-08T00:54:33+00:00

There were just too many files. Perceptia, slumped back against the tomes behind her, leaning her weight against the shelves without giving any thought to whether they might collapse under the pressure. They shook immediately, and she caught her weight, standing upright once again before the dominoes fell. Those shelves had been there for hundreds of years — it would not do for her to knock them all down in a moment of despairing resignation.

Wandering back to the little desk on which she had been working, she eyed the text of Herod’s confession once again. She had laid it out next to the final pages of the Legend of Hourian, and it seemed increasingly clear that the long deceased Herod had drawn many of his crazed ideas from that bedtime story.

Perceptia sighed, pushing the bridge of her glasses back towards her forehead. She needed to find some other references to the Circuitrine nebula. It was certainly true that the system had some significance in the context of Herod’s confession, since it was the major point of variance with an established and identifiable text. However, it was far from clear that the nebula had any relevance above or beyond Herod himself — perhaps he had spent long parts of his career in that system, or perhaps he had just recently read some kind of report about it? In these cases, Circuitrine may be relevant to him, but it may not be of any interest to Perceptia — the coincidence with the suspicious actions of Inquisitor Lord Seishon may be just that: a coincidence.

She needed to find out some more information about Circuitrine. In particular, she needed to know whether any other heretical Ordo Xenos inquisitors had mentioned it during their interrogations over the last several centuries. Unfortunately, there were rather more confessions than Perceptia had expected, and she was beginning to think that it would be impossible for one person to search them all.

She turned again and peered down the long, dark aisle between the stacks. The shelves must have been fifteen high, and they probably ran for twenty or thirty metres. That was the section in which the confessions of Ordo Xenos personnel were filed. There were simply too many; she needed to narrow the field.

“Can can I help you, inquisitor?”

Perceptia controlled the urge to jump with surprise and exhaled deeply. She turned slowly, showing immaculate composure. It was the curator of the Hereticus librarium’s lower levels, Seye Multinus. Although he did not do it deliberately, he had a nasty habit of taking people by surprise as they were working. The problem was that he did not have normal feet, and they simply did not make any noise as he shuffled through the aisles. Silence was a virtue in a librarium, of course, but it was also unnerving, given the nature of some of the research that was being done, especially in these lowest levels.

“Seye — a pleasure to see you again.” Perceptia smiled weakly, a faint revulsion passing involuntarily over her features.

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