Orien follows Tiero to a wooden building with two storeys, set slightly apart from the others on raised ground. Is that the shrine? She waits for him to go inside, then ventures out herself, putting one hand to the door. Despite everything, she feels a sense of awe. Where they do their magic... And magic it might well be, for when she opens the door, she is greeted not by a dark interior but a swirl of light and colour, dazzling her eyes. Bright woven fabrics dance in the breeze, and light from upper windows lances through between the hangings, patterning the floor and taking her breath away with the beauty of it all.