[Closed] I'm only one call away

[judgemewhole]

WHO: James Norrington and Alayre Sauveterre
WHAT: Praying before the Prophet
WHEN: During Godless 9:42
WHERE: The small temple of Andraste, off the garden
NOTES: Templars and faith

Norrington watched with silent dismay as the crystal filled with more and more responses to Alayre's outburst, and his jaw tightened more and more. He started to look to the door to the garden more often, green eyes filled with worry. He knew none here would raise a hand to Alayre, that Beleth and Nerva would be there to at least calm him down. That Cade could be there to protect him -- if such a thing was necessary.

Although all things considered, perhaps it would be best to keep this just to Alayre and James.

Or at least, as soon as he arrived.

Staring at the door accomplished nothing. Worry accomplished nothing. He came here for Alayre, and with Alayre in mind, he rose and opened the door to the small altar of Andraste, reaching her hands up to the heavens. He looked up at her, before he knelt before the altar and took a candle from his cloak. He lit it with one of the hundreds of candles there, and then went to one knee.

The words came easy, as they always had. A balm in the long and tiring hours.

"here was no word
For heaven or for earth, for sea or sky.
All that existed was silence.
Then the Voice of the Maker rang out,
The first Word,
And His Word became all that might be:
Dream and idea, hope and fear,
Endless possibilities.
And from it made his firstborn.
And he said to them:
"In My image I forge you,
To you I give dominion
Over all that exists.
By your will
May all things be done."