<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7e/Goldenmorningradiance.jpg)<br/><em>Golden Morning Radiance</em></td><td><strong>Name:</strong> "Dawn"<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Sensate Sensoriums, Civic Festhall, Sigil<br/><strong>Time:</strong> Mid-morning<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> Harmony, Fei<br/><br/>There was not a beat missed as Golden Morning Radiance- Dawn, now- stood before a perfect copy of herself. "You look just like me. Such powerful women number among the Sensates," she marveled. Without much room to move, her limbs tucked close and her personal space small and discreet, she bowed to Fei with a gentle elegance made to make silk flow. One eye peeked open to see if the bow were being returned. It wasn't purely a show of respect. It was for Fei's instruction on how to become Golden Morning Radiance. "From this moment forward, I will answer to <em>Dawn." </em><br/><br/>Before she could step out nude into the crowds of Sigil, there were trembles Dawn needed to calm. Her fingers curled into rings, and she took a breath to center herself. There was a superstition, in Sigil, that rings had a significance. Rings were where portals formed, they were the shape of the mysterious city and the Great Road that ran endlessly through every Outer Plane. A second superstition was the rule of three: that things, for better or worse, whether events or Sensates streaking through Sigil, tended to happen in threes. There was, of course, a third superstition.<br/><br/>"I am Dawn, worshipper at the Society of Sensation. It is my task to experience new things." The olive-skinned petitioner gave a single firm nod, and opened the chamber door. There were Signers in robes out in the hall, a tall and gaunt old figure with a wisp of white hair, and a pair of new recruits learning the hows and whys of the Sensorium. They looked on thin-lipped as Dawn took her first steps out into the halls, every muscle of her body on display.<br/><br/>Without being told, she resisted the temptation to re-fold her hands across her lap. Covering herself would only diminish the experience. When she began to move a little faster, her long hair swished and tickled across her nudity, hiding just enough to keep eyes lingering on her in want of more. "This is very...<em>very </em>intense," she whispered tersely, when she believed the others were with her. Leaving through the Sensate Sensoriums meant descending a spiral ramp that was open to observe all galleries, and in return open to observation from many floors at once. There were often dozens of Sensates, Fei and Harmony's peers, arriving from the commons below. There would be guards. There might even be Harmonium.</td></tr></tbody></table>