The skies were clear and bright. The two Sun's shine high enveloping the planets surface with scorching heat, needed by the cold blooded race below.
Metal skyscrapers and pyramids stand tall and proud, dominating the barren landscape. Carbon monoxide filled winds sweep through the streets and alleys, stirring the hot sandy paths of their peace.
White hot lava flow like rivers in and around the city, falling like waterfalls over cliff edges, created by the continuum of earthquakes.
Small spacecrafts manuver through the city, traveling from one destination to the other, causing flashes of light as the sun's reflect off their hard metal surfaces, bringing a certain beauty to the ever growing metal land.
The largest temple pyramid is set in the very heart of the city, surrounded by the white lava connected to the city only by a metal bridge, lined up on either side of the bridge were heavily armored warriors standing guard.
Inside of the great temple stood stone pillars holding the pyramids structure, each lined with engravings of the heiroglyphic language know to the native specie. Rows of statues carved into the temple walls, each resembling a former high priestess. A door to the right leads to the underground archives, detailing of the histories and artifacts of their world and other civilisations, all kept neatly in storage units undisturbed.
A door to the left leads to the worshippers room, a place where only the true believers can enter. Stood at the very top of the room is the goddess herself Paya. Standing around the same height as the statue of liberty and heavily pregnant, she is proudly known and worshipped throughout the natives as the bringer of life or mother of the future.
Other rooms branch out on either side of the pyramid, each having their own purposes. At the very top of the pyramid is the current high priestess' personal dorm. Inside are various skulls hung on the walls along side painted tapestries and weapons. Deep red silks hand from the ceiling like cutains, barely hiding the rest of the room. Brass statues of Paya and other warriors stand in the center of the room surrounded by candles. Insense burns, giving off a spicy yet sweet aroma of honey and cinnamon. Artificial lighting dims, giving the atmosphere a calm, warming and relaxing feel. In front of the statues is a pile of cushions, all heaped into what looks like a nest. Sat next to the nest is a very low table which holds burning candles and what appears to be a prayer book.
Sat cross legged in the center of the nest is the high priestess, performing a daily ritual prayerprayer to the goddess Paya.
POV of high priestess
I clear my mind and relax my body, focusing only on my heartbeat and the sweet smelling aroma surrounding me, preparing for the connection with Paya.
Flashes of images begin flickering through my mind of my people burning alive, I can hear them screaming, cannons being fired, all I can see are fallen warriors and smoke rising into the sky. Huge spaceships hovering over the planet, firing down on them with plasma bolts. I begin to panick, feeling my heart beat harder and faster, threatening to break free of my chest, sweat drips from my brow leaving small pools of water next to my feet. I realise then Paya is showing me our future, the end of days, but I dont understand why.
The heartaching images begin to fade into nothing but black and I begin to disconnect from her expecting nothing more from her, until a feminine godlike voice speaks to me.
" A child will be born of two species, half Yautja and half human, who will be your saviour and protector. Look only for Sapphire eyes for she will be of my creation. With the power of a goddess and a heart of a mother, she will be the ultimate warrior amd one that will stand as your queen".
She cuts the connection leaving me breathless and dizzy.
" A prophet had been made" I say out loud.
" I must prepare the others".