Open Chronicles Shadow and Ash | Instability

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"I am blessed to be in the presence of such places," he said by way of reply. "Even if the words do not drift down the ages, their impression remains." Windows into eras long since past. The great Sanctuary was one such place, far to the north.

He nodded to her and fell in step beside her, maintaining a respectful distance. His eyes fell upon the images of the pantheon around them, and he smiled a bit at her question.

"Yes, Lady, they do." He closed his eyes and recalled the icy embrace of the Motherland. "We praise Her image in song and prayer, as do you. The only difference to note is that there are no images of the Lady, either in Her Sanctuary or elsewhere."

He had never really thought about it before. There was no injunction in the Law that said Her image was forbidden. It was just that no one had ever carved or cast Her likeness in all the years since the Founding.

"I ... have not been a part of such worship in a long time," he added. "Seekers do vital work to keep heresy from poisoning the faithful, but we are not often welcomed to the table as heartily as the choir or clergy."