Genet tore the page from his sketchbook and crumpled it. This obelisk, with its wrong angles and eye confounding silhouette, had refused his hand for five years.

“Enlightened One,” said Ajani from behind. Genet waved him into the courtyard. “We have completed our survey of the temple.”

His failed sketch forgotten, Genet said, “Did you find anything?”

Ajani pushed his glasses up. “I’m sorry, sir, we found no scripture.”

Genet’s face fell with his heart. Lord God, he prayed silently, where are you?

“But there is much archaeological–”

“No,” barked Genet. “We seek The Lord, Ajani. Do not get distracted.”

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