Paintings glorifying life and beauty covered the walls, while scattered about the entryway, sculptures sat perched on stands, for the viewing enjoyment of sanctuary visitors.
“Remember the mess here after Lilith called up the grut that day—the day she tried to kill the girls?” Therese asked.
“Yes. It’s amazing how long it took for the Council to complete the renovations. But you’d hardly know now that anything happened here.”
They watched in silence for several minutes before quietly entering the portion of the main sanctuary building reserved for prayer and reflection. After several quiet minutes there, they left.
Walking the pathway to the lodging house, only the sounds of their boots crunching on the gravel beneath their feet, interrupted the quiet that surrounded them.
Planters of herbs sat at either side of the front entrance filling the warm air with the piney scent of rosemary, and the clean, sweet smell of lavender.
Therese bruised a stalk of the lavender and breathed in deeply of its perfume. Then she stepped aside, allowing her Oathtaker to enter the building first. She closed the door behind them.
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