The Crosspath welcomed me as it always did, quiet and watchful and calm. I turned as I exited my doorway, the mist clinging to me as if reluctant to let me go, and headed for the corridor that led to the religious Pantheon portals. I loved the simplicity of the Crosspath's organization, mimicked in many ways by the Repository. How religions created by the mortals were grouped like a file folder down one arm, technology and science belief Pantheons down another. Fairy tales, ...