#Irt the title. I don't actually know how many libraries he has but I know it's more than one.

[blackvahana]

Location: Leviathan's private library* 7/4/24

*one of his private libraries.

I need to sit and do some work, so I asked Lev if I could borrow a specific library of his. He said to go ahead, that it's a private space and hence I won't be disturbed nor noticed.

This place is dense in all senses of the word. It's definitely on one of the slower Planes if not the one he rules, the air is thick, everything moves slowly. I find myself not struggling against that since I can move through it like a fish in water, but it is certainly water I'm metaphorically moving through.

The place is registering as heavy shades of leather brown, but actually, it's not? It's like blue-hued fish scales in the light in the way it bends light through iridescent scale-like arrangements of matter, like sheets of broken blue obsidian. It's a series of structures that act as books; while the subjective mind would show the average person from my plane brown leather books, it really is more like a set of crystalline maps -

He corrects me: even he sees it like that, like books. “These are universal expressions and understandings of the world around you. There's a reason the person seeing it as books would be able to interact with it, unlike someone hallucinating the image of a book over a box. You just happen to see more (than just leather books).”

Interesting, thought registered and taken on board.

The library is a dense space, not extensive, definitely a person-study-esque experience, at least the personal study of a king. It definitely feels like it's strung with spider webs, thin ropes of… something… that hang from the books and the crystalline structures down on the ground like webs weighed by age and dust. These are extensions of the library's functions. Sitting at the old wooden desk, thick and mahogany-esque is how it registers to me, I intuitively remember from all my years with him how to work the place. These strings are hooked into the self, allowing reference of various points in the library allowing his mind - and its users’ minds - to almost be a computer on a network of devices. It effectively binds one to a network of all the books, categories of book, and overarching connections between books whether that's referencing each other, discussing the same topic from different viewpoints, or even things like understanding the linear progression of history through two completely disparate books happening to be written one after the other chronologically.

The books in hand (as opposed to still in the shelves) have stronger gravitational weight, though they can be read without turning pages and the information taken in through the book as a whole, it's easier to bring one or two to the desk… for me, at least. Really, he knows this library better than I know it, he spends his time writing whilst plugged in to the library as a whole, shifting information back and forth from himself and the books to streamline the process of writing and studying and referencing. I can see him with many hands writing multiple things at once, or, in this memory(?), working on one main thing with two different types of notes being taken on either side of the paper. The rest of the table is cleared of books, it's all being strung through those webs.

For me, taking a book as an anchor allows me to concentrate on one thing over another, and yet even still the information cannot be bound to page-by-page extraction unless you want to bore Lev's energy, which sustains and acts as the librarian to this place, with insistence on doing things a thousand times slower than he usually operates. Think of it like trying to read a book to a fast reader by describing every single letter one by one, including the spaces between them.

Anyway. It's organised into various topics though not linearly - linear as in point a to point b solely - instead it's organised in multiple ways at once like the centre of a Venn diagram of ways to organise books, kept in neat arrays and… probably that's why it feels like it's gathered heavy dust, the books don't often get moved anymore and instead are kept neat, but that dust in a way doubles as a locking mechanism of the books into his energy and territory given references to his associations with ash.