The Temple

It could have been the soreness, the anticipation, or perhaps the fact her mind wasn't clear of the Felfar but the walk to the temple seemed long.

When Islana did arrive at the building, she took it all in. It could have been the substance that lingered in her system but the young woman doubted that would have given her the beauty and peacefulness she felt.

Her mind couldn't focus for long, it seemed hazy, her head was beginning to hurt. Yet, the beautiful design of the temple wasn't lost on her. The feeling of being in the presence of something greater than yourself was overwhelming here.

The glittering sight of stone, which caught her eye. Islana made her way there, she stared at it for a moment before reaching her hand out to touch it.

The young witch didn't know why but she felt as if the seat was not her's, just yet but could be, in the not so distant future. She said a small prayer to the Twins before letting her gaze try to focus in front of her.