Chapitre 54: Chapter 54: Ra's Temple

It wasn't until I set foot on the first step of the temple I realized just why Mafdel was so uncomfortable here, or at least had a glimmer of her disquiet. Don't get me wrong, I was well aware of the fate of Pantheons that lost their worshippers. Once vast, great realms faded and retreated, becoming stagnant, still, grief-filled places of longing for days gone by. It was probably a good thing we could only go so far back in Time. Or the Pantheons that had faded would still be as powerful as ever. And there was only so much to go around.

The child in me recalled an impression of Ra, though I didn't remember him talking much. Just a vague impression of a shining man in a yellow throne looking up at the sky. I did recollect, though, how beautiful it was, how vibrant and humming with life, feeling ancient, secret, but welcoming, embracing and bursting with overabundance of life and power.