"Archpriestess… You have to do something!"
"Please, we beg you! We have nowhere else to turn!"
"We cannot afford to lose the Archpriest. If we do, the light will vanish from the Aurora Empire!"
"Yes, please, call him! Only you can reach him!"
The people, the followers, everyone in the Aurora Empire pressed close, their voices tangled in desperation, as they pleaded before the Archpriestess. She stood before them, her long silver robes trembling with each breath, a confused and powerless look flickering across her face.
The massive temple behind her, its marble pillars half-finished, the scent of fresh timber and sacred incense clashing in the air as if something under construction was going on here.
A huge crowd had gathered... priests, followers, High Priests, Fathers, mothers clutching silent children, all eyes fixed on the Archpriestess and the Saintess, the only two living souls in this half-built sanctuary.
The two holy women stood atop a battered wooden podium.
