Light gleamed through the stained glass of the windows in the intricately designed sectora. Peaceful. Thats how it always was in the mornings. The other nuns were still fast asleep, except one.

Evara was knelt in front of the statue de la paix in the empty Sectora, praying to her one ad only lord. She was a dedicated believer of Menodora, her faith never wavering. She found comfort in her faith and intended to share that comfort with as many as she could, that's why she became a nun. She hopes not to convert but to enlighten people of the merciful ways of Menodora so they too can find peace and certainty in their life- though to some she was a little overenthusiastic about it all

Evara finished her prayers, blowing out the prayer candles before turning around to see a mysterious figure. she jumped at the sudden appearance of the stranger. The sectora wasn’t even open yet.

"Oh my Menodora! You nearly scared the soul out of me…are you here to pray too? The Sectora isn’t open yet, but one can never be too early to worship" her smile was gleaming, kindness and joy radiating off the blonde nun