"Silence, please!"
The loud, incomprehensible noise in the hall dwindled into silence.
"Thank you. So I believe this moment has been a monumental one. But the sun is up, and so are... two thousand, three hundred and... four Vasytri. Meaning, it's time to close the curtains on this and have you all return to your duties."
The silence rose into hushed, reluctant murmurs.
Mortals are never satisfied; even if they had 5 days with me, they'd always have more to ask.
The temple door opened, punctuating the murmurs as quickly as they rose. In the silence, the clacking of heels against the marble-like floor echoed, muffled only by the sheer number of people there.
The crowd parted, revealing a woman approaching the front where Astrael, Aithara, Auytus and Astreon stood.
