(( Thank you all for your kind words and sympathy. You are true friends and I don't use the word lightly. Despite not being able to see you all I do feel that I have bonded with each of you. I don't know how to express it with words so I'll just sum it up with one. Thanks.<img alt=":)" src="./images/smilies/smile.gif" title="Smile"/>))<br/><br/>"You know, you're kind of cute when you're angry. But if you don't wish to see it you don't have to. I just thought you would rather see something grand in your last hours. Instead of pouting and puffing smoke." Zaida said. "Anyways let me show you the way."<br/>Zaida exited her throne room and went through a labyrinth of hallways until they arrived at a room with no door. Together they entered a spacious circular room with slit windows filled with dark leaded glass. Through magic or illusion, moonlight glimmered through each pane, casting green and blue lights across the stone walls. In the center of the room, standing in the middle of a circle painted on the stone floor and set between two stone columns that reached to the roof, was a wooden table covered with linen cloth and a candlestick placed at each end.<br/>"Welcome to my holy place, Jack." Zaida flashed her eyes wildly around the dark room. She motioned for Jack to step into the darkness. "Don't be afraid, there's nothing here that can harm you. . . . Well, not yet."