Repeatedly, they passed shrines set beside the road, little more than a few standing stones in a natural bowl in the rock or in a clearing among the trees. They were generally overgrown, the rocks covered in lichen, although one had been recently decorated with flowers. Selene picked out the weathered traces of carvings on a couple of them. The triple eye motif was just discernible. She asked Hessia if she knew anything about them.
“This planet has intermittent upsurges in spiritual sentiment about an omnipotent god and his avatar who intervenes in our lives and makes the bad things go away. My guess is these shrines date from one of those periods.”
They came upon another such shrine, three columns of stone over which a trickle of water from a brook sprinkled. Eb stopped in front of it
