Come worship at my temple.

Murmur devotions as you ascend the wall that rises to the dome housing the sacred mirrors and the goddess' breath.

Anoint the arches and spires and billows of my house. Do homage to every dip and prominence, every swell and hollow.

Lay offerings of jade and laurel at my feet.

Touch with adoration the pillars which guard the gateway to the holy of holies.

Kneel...

Salute the goddess here in her most secret place.

Enter...
Slip through the gate...
Now thou art sanctified there is no guardian here
Do worship..

And here, in the holiest of holies...
Make thou thy libation.

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