Rabbit and Aaron rode together in Archbishop Caines’ carriage which was twice as luxurious as the one the lords rode. The archbishop’s carriage was beautifully carved with gold trimming and led by white horses. While inside the ivory cushions and ebony wood created a rich atmosphere.

As they rode along Main Street and saw the empty market place Rabbit asked, “Where is everyone today?”

“Today is the Day of the Gods.” Caines replied.

“The Gods, which Gods?”

“It is told that the spirits of the galaxy dragged whatever they could carry from their individual home-stars and created a place for all to live, thus the Eath was created it was meant to be a sort of gathering place for the spirits, but the spirits were so enamoured with their new gathering place that they soon took residence there, and each helped to created a family of their own to co-mingle on one planet called Eath.

“Uh-huh.” Kind of pointless information, Rabbit thought as he began to wonder why people would care about the beginning of Earth for it was the present of Earth that truly mystified him.

Then Rabbit saw the crowd which was the entire city had gathered from the market place to this street in a murmuring cacophony. Through the mass of people Rabbit saw a grey cathedral with pointed towers. The mass made space for the golden embossed carriage to make its way through the crowd while many people reached for a touch of the archbishop who was now deep in prayer. Soon the carriage reached the front cathedral and Caines motioned Rabbit to follow him up the steps where a podium had been set. Rabbit and Caines stood at the podium while Rabbit felt amazed. Rabbit looked back at the clear sky above the cathedral’s top towers. Caines broke his trance as he spoke though, completely silencing the crowd.

Rabbit didn’t expect such a booming voice from Caines, but perhaps the fact that the crowd muted when he spoke made his voice seem louder than it was.

“We have received an answer to our prayers! For nine years you have prayed that this monstrous war give back its casualties so cruelly lost to the form of the were-beasts. Today, I have brought you the were-beast who is more man than beast. This is the future of the were-beast. He is the new beast-man, the one who will ensure our success in this war, the chosen one.”

Murmurs circulated through the crowd, audible whispers, “the chosen one.” This was high praise from the people of Fieldon and soon they started kneeling and praying to Rabbit who stood behind Caines and angrily pulled on his sleeve, for a bit of private confidence.

Caines leaned his head in to hear what Rabbit had to say.

“You lied to these people.”

“No, Rabbit. I truly do think that you will find the solution to this war.”

Caines turned back to the people, “You may meet with the chosen one on this Day of the Gods.” And then he stepped aside.

The rush of people talking to Rabbit and Archbishop Caines was nearly too much to bear for Rabbit, although Caines seemed to be waving people off just fine. Rabbit’s attention was grabbed by so many people that he couldn’t make a single reply.

Mostly people asked questions Rabbit didn’t know how to answer to as well, “I’m so grateful you made it through.” Or, “Bless you child.” Or, “Please help find my son.”