In the wood, above the door, behind the sill, there was the sign that we had all feared. The sign of what was to come and consume us for trespassing on these lands and filling them with foul fire, for failing to save the souls of those who dwelled on the land and for not feeding the beasts at the times required by the sacred ordnances. If only we had heeded the word and tended our flocks. But, we were driven by our faith in the greatness of our mission.