Divination rose from the grave to Emmanuel’s child.
Our mighty gods disapproved of an apostate woman who had given her soul to the demons.
Enoch, wearing his wise mantle, walked among the citizens.
He was looking for a woman running through the city, screaming, and crying. “I’m not a sinner! I’m not a sinner. My child is a son of light!” while holding Jehovah in her arms. The jeering crowd threw their hatred at her like Minotaur stones.
Enoch found her. He raised an arm from under his mantle and spoke in God’s voice, “SILENCE.” The only sound left was the whimpering of the child. Enoch’s songs embrace love, loss, and everything in between. His words dispel the shadows in the darkness. His Andvaranaut’s finger touched the child’s forehead.
Child silence. The mystical mist rose and obscured the sacred ground. Jehovah’s face discolored, the whimpering became more violent, and crows flew up. He floated from his mother’s hand.
Enoch returns to the void, leaving the mantle behind. Jehovah turns into light, rising to heaven, and lets the scene end; It overjoyed Astrid to see this. She was a wise and just woman who thanked the gods and forsvalaði, her enemy.
This leaves the holy city in awe of the knowledge of the truth, in an endless search for enlightenment. You may find yourself paved in the dark.