Corbie slipped out of her shoes and stepped in, curling her toes around the edge of the pool as she looked down at the mosaic under the water.

This was beautiful, and in a way it was hers since there were no other believers in this place. It was not, of course, the same as being in a church or cathedral at home, but she felt a kind of peace inside her that she hadn't felt in a very long time. She had never stopped praying, of course, but it had been so long since she'd really felt her Lady could hear her and was still listening.

She felt tears well up in her eyes and scrubbed them away with the back of her hand.