THE ALTAR WE BURNED
“We speak of faith not as a cage, but as a fire. One that warms, not burns. One that leads, not blinds.”
Behind him, banners bearing symbols of the new covenant—compassion, justice, humility—waved in the mountain wind. The sun caught their edges, setting the sky ablaze with colour.
A soft song began among the people. A woman with a harp played from the crowd. A man with a flute joined her. Soon, a thousand voices wove a melody that lifted even the weary. Isabella closed her eyes as the chorus washed over her like a baptism.
This was the birth of a new era.
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