The concept of "tourism" does not yet exist in these nations, nor are there any organized labor groups for tourism, let alone affordable cameras for amateurs. Only worshippers enter religious facilities, and even those with the shallowest faith feel the sacred and solemn atmosphere in such historical sanctuaries, instinctively moderating their behavior.
At the beginning of the path, a giant statue of the Mother Goddess, twice the height of an adult, stands before you.
Unlike the oversized sculptures of Alfheim, which are too big to be practical, the finesse of this modeling is overwhelming.
Her eyes full of compassion, her smile radiant with maternal glory, her gentle arms embrace a baby symbolizing humanity, every finger infused with lavish maternal love, even each fold in her clothes housing a spirit of reverence.
