Vesper Quill

Before there were books, Vesper Quill wrote the first true thing anyone had ever written. No one knows what it said. Every scholar who read it began to turn into words, ink rising through their skin until they were nothing but writing on the floor of her library.

She keeps them all. The library has no end, and its shelves are full of people who wanted to know too much. Her own skin is covered in writing that moves, and her ink never dries.

The few who have spoken to her and left say she is patient and polite, and that she answers every question honestly. They also say she never answers the last one, because the last question is always the one that would finish you.