30 - Ritual of Ascension Practise

“Respectfully, Spark of the Sun’s Ray, Muunas’s morning to you.” I groggily blinked awake, realizing my bed curtains were opened. I rolled over and burrowed my head under my pillows, groaning. It had been cool last night and I had a feather quilt and my bed curtains closed sometime in the middle of the night when my shoulders got cold. Now they were open and the sun shone in, in a way that