"That's all for today. Thank you, Marla."
We performed the farewell gesture that Andy had taught us. Marla returned us with an even more graceful and precise gesture. "I hope you'll help spread the word about Grace Haven so that more followers may come to honor her."
Marla escorted us to the entrance. We began our descent down the mountain after bidding her farewell. I turned back for one last glance at Marla.
A slender figure stood before the grand vermillion doors in front of the towering and majestic temple. Her long hair was tied into braids with colorful ribbons and was coiled atop her head.
There were two towering azaleas about ten steps from the entrance. Their red petals bloomed vibrantly. A strong gust of wind blew through and carried the petals into the air as they swirled around Marla.
The sunlight was still strong, but it felt very different from when we ascended. It was no longer blinding but had softened. The sky was gradually painted with the brilliant hues of the s