C17 The Temple of Forgotten Names

No sound had ever been more than this in nature.

Eli moved barefoot into it; the still beating of the Storm Crown above his head radiated a light not actually light, but memory. Footsteps left nothing trails, only heat, as if the earth itself bowed and burned in reverence.

Amon and Kael silently followed in tow. Not one of them asked where he was going. They just didn't have to