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Post by Shadow on Feb 14, 2005 22:03:29 GMT -5
Standing among a snow covered field is a vast castle like chapel. Nine branches extend from the center, each crowned with a tower and a bell made of diffrent materials, giving each their own musical note and melody. While the snow drifts lazily outside, you notice that it is only as cold as it should during the season. Blazeing hot summers feel like spring among the gental wisps of ice. Inside the vast oak doors is a confesional area and pews, so those in times of need could pray or confess. Down each branch is something that reflects the Nine Rainbows of all creation. Standing before an alter that held a staute of the Nine Rainbows was Piston, his body a snow white as mist drifted from his wings. No more did he apper as a demonic Nightmare; His left eye is covered by a white cloth, hiding his mark of shame for his past deeds. Turning, he reguards you with a pale blue eye, nodding sadly. "Welcome, Child of the Rainbows. May you find worship to your patrion Rainbow in this Holy place. To the right, you may find shrines devoted to the Rainbows of Element. To your left is the hallsdevoted to the Rainbows of Nature. Follow this center path to pay homage to the Rainbow of Light. If you need anything, from a marage to a confession, please do not hesatate to ask." With another nod, he turns back to his praying.
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