The Solari marched decisively, heading to the Temple of The Sun. The crimson light of the late dusk reflected on her armor and colored her long curls in a ruby red. Soon, she entered the Temple, and wandered around the familiar corridors. Her steps led her to her final destination, the Main Room.
"Ask not the Sun, why she sets. Why she shrouds her light away. Or why she hides her glowing gaze..." a familiar, yet still captivating, voice echoed in the vast hall. A voice the woman expected to hear.
"When night turns crimson, gold to grey...I knew you would be here, Diana." Leona continued.
The other lady was standing in the middle of the Room. She was also in full armor but hers seemed almost otherworldly, as if it was tainted with blood. into the clear scarlet light of the sunset. Her white hair, a pale white, though blood-stained rose. Her dark eyes were its thorns.
"You still remember the song, Leona?" the fallen Solari asked, but