Pilgrimage

For a moment he thought he was going to get the immediate gratification he wanted - but no, the Voice simply told him it couldn't communicate with him in his tongue. He wanted to suggest that they try something else, then, that he was willing to talk in feelings or touches; but then there was a laugh and a quest. It sounded romantic, almost like a goal a Knight in an ancient fairy tale could have. While Bastien had never been the adventuring type, he knew immediately that he wanted to do it. He would have done nearly anything to help him better understand his Goddess. "What will the stone look like, la voce? So that I may know it when I see it." bastien Baby, lay me down and let's pray