"The light that nurtures..." Aurelia whispered as she soaked into the spring's warmth, recalling the Pope's words.
This wasn't the burning and purifying light of the Sun. This was a different light. It feels softer and more pervasive.
She closed her eyes and attempted to meditate. To analyze the nature of this energy. But her focus was interrupted by a splash.
A wooden tray bobbed against her shoulder. On it was a menu and a glowing button.
Curiosity warring with her discipline, she tapped the menu.
[Recommended for First-Time Guests: Chilled Spirit-Lime Juice. Cleanses the palate and cools the internal heat.]
"A drink... in the bath?"
It felt decadent. And a little… sinful.
Yet, she found herself reaching for the button.
As soon as she pressed it, a small hatch in the rock wall opened silently, and a mechanical arm extended, placing a frosted can on her tray.
She watched the other patrons with a similar can on the tray next to them and pulled on the tab.
