As I looked around, taking careful steps to ensure that my presence didn’t disturb anything that shouldn’t be around here, the air smelled of ash and decay. I could smell the lingering aroma of burnt incense, and the shattered stained glass littered the ground before me as I stepped towards the entrance to the temple. Whatever it was, the damage surely was greater than I imagined.
Tag: spiritual
Musings of a Sune Cleric
Sune, the goddess of love and beauty, embodies both the radiant allure and the profound complexities that come with such ideals. Many outsiders, observing us Sunites, often label us as vain or consumed by worldly pleasures. Yet, to see only the surface is to miss the deeper truth of our devotion.