" Perhaps between the touch and the breath, something would keep safe their race into the face and fury of a rebellion on the brink of eruption. In their stirring heat, the cold night and AOI were forgotten, and even the books, both condemned and liberated, vanished into whispered mist as they wrote an original scene, played a million times before, but never like this. "

― Brandt Legg , The Last Librarian (The Justar Journal #1)