Chapter 171 - Sandy, Sandalwood, Sanfred, Sandalphon

Sandalphon paced the great athenaeum of the celestial library, home to all the knowledge of the universe. Great vellum books and papyrus scrolls vied with ancient tomes and slim paperbacks for space on cluttered shelves that soared to the great ribbed vaulted ceiling. The library may well have been an understaffed cathedral, having fallen into disarray ever since the heavenly war had started. Only half the staff remained, quiet angels that busied themselves sorting and stacking the living collections. Some were absorbed deep in study, illuminating manuscripts like monks. The record-keepers penned lives onto parchment, recording the doings of the mortals they oversaw. In all, it was a familiar scene.