Novel & Cerita The Healing Priest Of The Sun

"Great god Apollo, god of Medicine and Healing, Hear this servant's prayer. Heal him ohh god of medicine. Touch him and heal him. Make your servant well with your cleansing touch. Heal him, Make him well." I chanted my hands placed on Christian's chest, my eyes shut closed... I imagined his inner chest been repaired and made whole. I chanted the mantra three more times, then I heard Christian cough. I opened my eyes immediately, it worked. Christian is healed.

And as I watched the chaos unfold before me, I couldn't help but wonder where Hezekiah was during all of it? "You came to me long after I declared war on them bloodsuckers," Marie said to me. "You told me about a ritual that they could use to control the sun." Marie finally put a name to the ritual—Solèy Pwoteje. Haitian French for 'sun protection' or 'protection against the sun.' The ceremony channeled Papa Legba and had to be done only during a solar eclipse. It was a long, painful process for everyone involved, the vampire having to endure contact with any item detrimental to their wellbeing; holy water, silver, what have you. But after the ceremony was finished, the Vampire would stand i

But before Sule got a chance to make any move, the chief priest had already moved carefully towards Cyrus’s wolf and sprayed a substance on Cyrus’s face. Cyrus’s wolf stumped back in pain and the chief priest followed him. And then he sprinkled some more on Cyrus and this time, Cyrus fell to the floor as his skin started to burn visibly. And then, he shifted back to his human self. Sir Sule did the same and shifted back to and the two men watched Cyrus as he tried to get himself back. And then, the chief priest turned to Sule and said, “WOLFSBANE,”. Sule now understood why the chief priest had been so calm and he could see the wisdom in what the chief priest had done.

“It was not the wine alone. Hatred was poured into the cup. And hatred, my lords, is far deadlier than any alchemy.” He folded his hands in front of him. “I tell you this as a servant of the Most High. I hold no healing in these hands of mine, save what God wills to give. I am merely His vessel. But as such, I say this: pray. For this king is beloved. He is not undone. But betrayal has visited him, and its hands are not light.” There was a stillness that followed his words, like the quiet that comes before thunder. The high priest bowed his head slowly. “We shall pray.”

Every single time. He waits standing next to a large stone slab, a table carved from one of the pillars of the cave. As I approach, he removes his blood-red cloak, revealing his naked flesh, marked with the blue-inked serpent tattoos, spiraling along each arm, weaving into a complex network of knot work across his well-defined back. He turns, and shining in the faint light is a silver torque joined with a simple chain holding three linked charms--the full moon, crescent moon, and dark moon--the crest of the priesthood of the triple-faced goddess. The triple-faced goddess is our Sacred Mother, goddess of magic, motherhood, and rebirth. I can see every blessed inch of him, and I feel my body t

While Alberich was taking his time torturing Lahash, and the Gwiazdan Prince appeared to have a good time despite his wounds. “Esdras!” He called out the Emperor, who appeared shocked to see him back to life. Airoh widely spread his arms as he chanted the spells to summon the spirit of the sun, “In the name of my great forefather, Sorath, I command the sun to light up our path!” The time seemed to move faster because of the sunlight in the sky. Muhlerians Shadows below were blinded by the bright rays. In just a blink, they were under the blazing sun.

"She is mine! The debt of the Valerius blood is paid in the Tenth! She belongs to the Mirror now!" The Priest didn't stop. He was a tall, gaunt man with eyes like polished flint and a scar that ran from his temple to his jaw. He didn't look at me with pity. He didn't see a woman in love or a victim of a curse. He looked at me like a house that was already on fire—something to be demolished before the flames could spread to the rest of the village. "There is no debt left, Julian Valerius," the Priest said, his voice echoing with a supernatural power that made the very stones of the catacombs vibrate. "There is only rot. And I have come to prune the branch before the whole tree withers."

He winked. I felt so much relief just seeing him here. Even if the court hissed and the fire judged, I had one person who saw Risa of Ironwood, not just a pawn on a chessboard. The Priest of the High Flame stepped forward. He was a man who looked like he was carved from the very mountain stone itself as his face clearly showed history and was draped in robes of deep maroon. He held a staff tipped with a glowing ember. "The auspicious hour is upon us," he announced, his voice echoing through the glass dome of the hall. "The sun has dipped below the Frostline, and the shadows of the ancestors have gathered to witness the binding of the Shadow Line to the Ironwood blood."

Sol appears with a faint ‘pop’, “Did I hear you say, ‘Poker Night’?” She chuckles, “Predictable.” Kai grins, and Ash sighs. Vali starts, and looks at the man. Eliza sees him and answers his unasked question, “Vali, this is Sol, God of the sun, and my… patron.” Sol inclines his head to Vali, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what else to call you in front of the uninitiated.” Sol chuckles and shakes his head,

she said, but I ran off to my room and grabbed a ceremonial knife to call the Sun God that everyone in Regulus prays to. In a spot in the middle of the forest where no one would be able to see me and where the sun directly hit my face, I wounded my palm with the ceremonial knife used to call the Sun God. “Soren, all mighty Sun of God and husband of the Moon Goddess, hear my plea and let this lowly being enter your temple,” I chanted until I felt a wind move around my body and upon opening my eyes, I found myself in Soren's eternal garden. “It's a long time since you last called to me, my priestess. Are you finally going back to serve in my temple?” He asked.