"The people are aware that they stare into the face of absolute injustice, when they see innocent, righteous crusaders being executed; but the very sight thereof is a portrayal of Regent power, dictating that: silence is the saving grace setting them apart from the burning victims."
~
The Town-square of Hazenvale,
Kingdom of Tristendyre,
Morning of the first Phriday of the Second month,
XXI Year of Regency
"ஏசாயா ௨௰௮: ௰௭"
"Does any soul in this congregation possess the intelligence to decrypt and unravel the essence of this indecipherable script?" called Regent Jehoram, standing over the fractured stone of the pillory.
There was a round of murmurs that continued, unsettled. Thus, the Arch-Eccleisor standing beside him clapped his hands and the people's voices were hushed.
