Purity Of Flame

The girl ran upwards into the temple of ash. A mighty cliff side—dazzling in darkness. Reliefs etched into the walls with stones of tourmaline and opal—memorializing a sacred sacrifice. The pristine sight depicted a plume of smoke rising upwards towards the sky. Her father said the heat from the rising sun absorbed into the stones, turning the relief into a burning pyre. In this way, the devout too, may endure the scorching agony of Agni the Martyr’s sacrifice. But the …

Purity Of FlameRead More »