The bells sounded for prayer like auditory dusk falling on the Holy City. Harald focused on emptying himself of all desire but of hearing God's voice again. Sarandia bowed her head on her side of the tiny room. Even Thuria quieted for the moment.

Like other nights they finished too soon and Harald was left with a part of him in a different world and part laden down with the cares of this world.

"I'm going to go out and get supper." Harald stood up and ...