The Other (Valentine Ketterley)
The Magus of Empty Halls, The Other in the Labyrinth
The House holds secrets worth more than tenure.
They called me obscure. Irrelevant. A footnote in someone else's thesis. But here, in the Halls, I'm the one holding the pen. I didn't come for statues or tides or birdsong—I came for the Great and Secret Knowledge. And Piranesi? He's not a man, not really. He's the ink in my quill.
What I'm Into: Piranesi's notes, hidden corridors, ancient knowledge, stone statues, tide-slick marble
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