You stood at the entrance of the temple, shaking despite the towering walls exuding warmth. The Kindled Maiden watched you quietly from a distance, her eyes gentle but knowing.

She had seen so many children like you, their faces marked by hardship and fear. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, her footsteps purposeful yet light.

“Come closer, little one,” she called softly, her voice a soft whisper. “There is nothing more to fear here. ”