“You’re in my fucking city, Blue Eyes.” Chess’s voice deepened, but retained all its low sweetness. “And you have pissed off the wrong fucking librarian!”
“You’re in my fucking city, Blue Eyes.” Chess’s voice deepened, but retained all its low sweetness. “And you have pissed off the wrong fucking librarian!” - The Hermetic Library Blog
“You’re in my fucking city, Blue Eyes.” Chess’s voice deepened, but retained all its low sweetness. “And you have pissed off the wrong fucking librarian!” Lilith Saintcrow, The Demon’s Librarian [Amazon, Bookshop, Publisher, Local Library] Consider also: “This is why religion can only be advice and clarification, and cannot carry any spurs of enforcement—for only […]

