"As Moses with the Red Sea," I intoned in a deep voice, "so Ashira with the library shelf."

Rafael gave a long-suffering sigh and stepped between the bookcases.

I quickly followed, barely glimpsing some very dry titles before the library vanished. Were we transported?

Hot, sharp sunlight beat down on my head. Tier after tier of windowless stone arches soared high above me, the space rung with stone bleachers, but all was empty save for a small knot of people on ...