🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

For a moment, Genza remains silent, only catching snippets of the priestess's explanations; then, realizing the prolonged silence, he clears his throat gently and looks away.
- Forgive me, Holy One, you have very beautiful eyes. I feel like I'm drowning in them, like in an ocean, not wanting to surface even for a breath of air. I hope my words won't be taken as disrespect towards other esteemed goddesses, but if I were told that your faith has more followers than others, I would believe it right here and now.