Several days have passed since Juliette arrived at the Shrine with only one purpose - to find as much information as possible about the activities of the Oracles in their past. The Vagrants demanded answers, and the semi-insane Israfel could not give intelligible answers. She had already rummaged through almost the entire archive, when the droid on duty from those accompanying her filed an alert about the presence of other living signatures in the Sanctuary. The sudden signs of life confused her, because if they approached the Shrine from the outside, the early warning systems would have alerted her earlier about the visit.
"What the devil... Couldn't it just teleport here? Or was there someone here before me? Weird..."
"You are losing your grip, oh my Carrier. How can you be so careless in a place like this? This is the Cradle of Light. A sacred place. Things are possible here far beyond the comprehension of your mind."
"As always, you can't sleep at the most inopportune moment ..."
"Believe me, this moment is the most appropriate and soon you will understand why. Follow the feelings that you share with me."
She considered, trying to concentrate. Indeed, what turned out to be in the Shrine did not resemble an ordinary person. Rather, a full-fledged nomad, however, this was not a baby, of which a great many left this place. Gathering her courage, Juliet went in search of the source...
