yet my blood renders me a King
Sah shook his head, observing the variety of creatures who called the Celestine home. "No...I thought it was just a temple of some kind." All that he'd known was that it was supposedly 'beautiful' and had a shrine in it. Nothing could have prepared him for the menagerie and stars. The animals seemed content, but it felt wrong for the Outlander to see them enclosed. He'd never seen such a thing before.
Turning along the path unveiled the temple that Sah had expected just a small distance away. "Ah, there it is. I didn't realize it was an open-air one." He could hear the sound of running water and the gentle hum of insects as they weaved through the flowers. The air seemed to pulse with energy and the Wild Thunder wondered just how long this garden had existed. Had it grown on its own in response to divine energy? Had the Gods planted it, and their followers flocked to it in response?
Turning along the path unveiled the temple that Sah had expected just a small distance away. "Ah, there it is. I didn't realize it was an open-air one." He could hear the sound of running water and the gentle hum of insects as they weaved through the flowers. The air seemed to pulse with energy and the Wild Thunder wondered just how long this garden had existed. Had it grown on its own in response to divine energy? Had the Gods planted it, and their followers flocked to it in response?
Sah
