Illusions, Lies, Truth Side Story: Book Writer
Original novel in Chinese by: 御 我 (Yu Wo)
Chapter 2: The Temple of Light—translated by lucathia (proofread by elisa & Trespasserby)
A woman wearing a cleric’s white robes walked about in a place that looked like interior of a cathedral.
The corridors were relatively wide and majestic, with golden paint applied in many places and various ornate designs as decoration. However, upon closer inspection, hints of aging could be seen around the place. Who knew how many years the place had already withstood, or how many times it had gone through renovations? It was as if the mismatch of old and new told of an ancient tale.
The female cleric greedily drank in everything she saw before her. She didn’t let a single detail escape. It was a pity that there was no one else there except for her. In comparison to buildings, she would much rather see people.
It shouldn’t be so quiet and vacant. Normally, this place should have many people coming and going; some busy, some lazing about. Most of them would be knights wearing armor, but since this was, in the end, a peaceful temple, they would at most wear light armor. A lightweight knight’s outfit would be even more common.
The female cleric closed both eyes, imagining the scene that should have been present. It shouldn’t be overly lively, since the knights were neither children who would play around, nor were they aunties who would gossip loudly at marketplaces. Still, there should be sounds of laughter and chatter.
They would come and go. Those who knew each other would stop, chat about recent events, and glance at each other, while those who had never spoken to each other would just nod as a greeting.
A person suddenly walked toward the female cleric from the other side, looking at her with some shock. However, no questions were asked. Only a nod was given as a greeting.
More than ten people walked by in succession. Some chatted as they walked, while some walked in a more hurried manner, as if they had something important they needed to do. However, after they finished walking along the corridor, it was like they had walked to the end of their existence. With a mere turn around the corner, they disappeared without a trace.
People walked by continuously, only to disappear at the end of the corridor. However, upon closer inspection, it would have been revealed that none of their appearances and features differed much.
The female cleric didn’t find it strange. Unfazed, she watched them come and go, all the way until she saw a splash of gold in the distance.