Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20191228054644/@comment-35042251-20200104220015

After a minutes of self-loathing and trembling on the floor, Wind Weave slowly stood up and picking up her unlit candelabra, exited the inner sanctuary and returned the candelabra to its place of the pile of offerings. Then, pale-faced and still a bit shaky, she marched out of the temple and to front steps of the temple.

When she saw Figura sitting there, she felt an odd mixture of relief and surprise. Slowly, she sat down on the steps next to him and asked, “Have you been here long?”