Nalyata zia-VaÅ‚gofalük followed the Head Sister up the stairway. She had never been on a higher floor of the Architect’s temple than the sanctuary. Without any idea what to expect, her mind raced.

However, it wasn’t just seeing parts of the Grand Temple of the Architect that occupied her mind. It was the results of her Sequencing Ceremony the day before. It hadn’t even been a passing thought that it might have happened. That she could ever be a VaÅ‚gofalük.

Nalyata stopped at the top of the stairs and bent over, feeling nauseous. The gray-clad Sister behind her nudged her to keep going. She turned to look at the stony-faced woman, wanting to protest this treatment, but Nalyata knew she could...

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