Jorasa, beside Megan, didn’t rush her but let her turn on her own time.
The double doors were open, between the pillars and the hall inside seemed to stretch on vastly, rising toward the heavens, toward the high God in the centre. His Goddess stood by his side, her hair providing the backdrop to both of them, as if they stood somehow suspended either in water or flying in air, even though he was
Published on April 02, 2015 18:38