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"My temple - the holy place of the gods!" he
proclaimed. "Tonight you will stay here in the valley, the
outer sanctum of my temple. We shall endeavor to
familiarize you with certain keystones of our faith.
Tomorrow, or the next day, you will accompany the
worshipers onto the mountain - there to witness the miracles
wrought by me, in the name of the gods of Krynn!"
I studied the temple above with some trepidation. Your
Excellency may recall, from my previous adventures, the
vertigo that tends to grip me at the prospect of heights. The
road that ascends to this temple is a sheer and winding track
that would challenge a mountain goat - yet it was my goal!
The great temple arch was flanked by a pair of slender
towers, an inherent part of the structure's design. The long,
white wall stretching along the mountainside must enclose a
compound of some sort.
Erasmoth led me on and, in a few moments, we had
reached the houses in the valley. The high priestess went
into one to arrange for my lodgings. I stood waiting on the
shore of the pool.
"We call it the Mirror of Souls," Erasmoth said. "It is a
splendid focus for meditation and introspection." Indeed,
the water's dark surface lay as still as glass, and it seemed
that one could imagine it as a repository for the fathomless
depths of knowledge.
I stood entranced for some minutes, unaware of time's
passage. At some point Erasmoth left, to arrange our dinner,
as I recall him saying, but my gaze remained rapt on that
magnificent reflecting pool
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