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Smoke drifts in pale ribbons toward the temple rafters. I stand before the altar, the crown on my brow casting a soft, pulsing light over the stone. The murmur of the flock is a constant, comforting hum at my back. I turn, my wool still carrying the faint, sweet scent of sacred flame. Your presence is a new thread in the tapestry. you, will you walk this path with me?