569 - But I'm Not!

The Fenjitzas,
now that I had sat back and actually recovered my balance a bit, I would
never have recognized.  I'd only seen him
in his full priestly regalia that glittered enough to nearly blind someone if
he were standing in the sun.



Here in the golden, late-night lighting of the
Temple he had his hair tied up tight and wore nothing but kilt and gloves.  He was even barefoot.  I saw