Uinta Mountains, Utah
The Garden of Divine Light
Eleven women stood in the corner of the women’s dormitory room, very silent and still in their long white nightgowns. Normally the women would be dressed and at their chores right now, while the men slumbered on for another four hours before rolling out of their beds to sparkling floors and steamy showers, hot coffee and fresh-baked bread.
Not today, though. Today was definitely not business as usual.
“Servant Rose already informed the Master about what’s happening,” Guardian Michael told a yawning and grumpy Guardian Jonah. “You need to wake up and get your head on straight, because he’ll be here any second and he’s gonna have questions about what you saw in this room last night.”
The two men shot baleful looks over at the huddled wome
