The Move (Part II), by Pentamere

Published: Dec 28 2007

"Reign? Trying to fill his shoes, are we? The truth of the matter is... it is not something that is taken. It is given by Her. And Her alone. You are not the next priest."

The tiny girl crept from the shadows, never noticing the cage that dangled to the east above. She stopped halfway into the room, folding one arm over her chest. Her other elbow rested on top, hand supporting her chin.

"Besides. Urynmaal was a terrible leader and did nothing for this temple except distract us from the Queen while he was in the pits of hell. Why mourn him?"