Novice cleric Verat had never experienced the will of the Divine.

The Holy Flame’s owner, the Divine, always stood by those who bore the flame.
Perhaps Verat’s own flame had yet to burn brightly enough to reflect the Divine’s presence.

He still had a long way to go.

But had joining High Priest Barodros on this sacred journey tipped the scales?
At last, Verat could feel the presence of the Divine.

The sunset that filled the world poured through the window, painting the room in its hues.
In the middle of that red-tinged room stood a man, …