You place the precious leaf into the recess in the leftmost pedestal. The book beckons to you.
You lean forward, and read:
In the beginning The Fluff created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of The Fluff was hovering over the waters. And The Fluff said, "Let there be light," and there was light.
The words fade from the page. The small planet in your pocket dissolves.
You hear a low rumbling, and notice a white mist spidering outward from the path you came by. The rumbling grows louder beyond the pedestals, and you feel the floor shake beneath your feet. The books shiver on their shelves as the mist whispers slowly closer.
Novembius appears beside you:
"You read the forbidden tomes!? Even I don't try to read the forbidden tomes. I think the Maker of this place is angry. You feel that angry vibe?"
Follow the angry mist.
Follow the angry rumbling.