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a donation.
The clink of a coin in the platten s donation box emphasized her point.
Danjin sighed again.  I m not complaining about that. I just wish they d leave
their donation at the Temple like everyone else, instead of holding up Temple
plattens.
 Donate at the Temple like the wealthy and important? she asked.  Poor
drunken folk rubbing shoulders with rich drunk folk?
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His nose wrinkled.  I suppose we can t have that. He paused, then his eyes
brightened.  There should be a donation day for wealthy donators and another
for the rest.
She shook her head.  If there was, there would be such a large crowd in the
Temple you d never be able to leave the grounds. When people started
approaching plattens years ago it was because the Temple was too crowded. It
would be worse now. She shrugged.  Drunken revellers have always been
gripped by a spontaneous need to give us money or gifts. It s hard to discourage
them and trying usually means a longer delay. That s why we had the donation
boxes attached to our platten. It is the best solution.
 But what would we do if we had to get somewhere urgently?
 I d lower the cover and ask them to clear the road.
 Would they? Half of them are drunk and delirious.
She laughed.  Yes, they are. It is a celebration, after all. Tugging aside the flap,
she peered outside.  It s so heartening to see so many happy people. It reassures
you that not everyone died in the war, and that people can be cheerful again.
Danjin subsided into his seat.  Yes, I suppose you re right. I hadn t thought of it
like that. I guess I am too impatient.
Abruptly the platten began moving faster. It turned and the sound of coins
entering the boxes ceased. Danjin lifted the platten flap on his side of the vehicle.
 At last, he muttered.  We ve reached civilization.
On either side were mansions of the rich. The road to the Temple was the one
thoroughfare the city guard kept clear of revellers. Instead it was filled by a long
line of highly decorated platten. The wealthy disdained donation boxes,
preferring instead to make a great show of their personal visits to the Temple.
 There s the Timer family, Danjin said, concern in his voice.  Look at the size
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of those trunks! They can t afford to be giving so much away!
Auraya peered over his shoulder. Extending her senses she read the minds of the
old couple in the Tither platten.
 The first trunk is full of pottery, the second of blankets and the third is oil, she
told him.  Fa-Tither carries a modest amount of gold.
 Ah. Danjin sighed in relief.  It is all show then. I hope the gods do not mind.
Auraya laughed.  Of course not! They have never demanded or expected money
from their followers. People came up with the idea themselves. We ve told
people that sacrificing income to the gods doesn t guarantee a place at their side
after death, but they still do it.
 Just in case. Danjin chuckled.  The Temple would find it difficult if they
didn t, though. How else would they feed, clothe and house priests and
priestesses and undertake charitable projects?
 We d work something else out. Auraya shrugged.  There are other benefits to
the tradition, too. One of the farmers in my village gives most of his earnings to
the local Temple in summer, then asks for most of it back when he needs it in
winter. He says he d spend it too fast otherwise, and that putting it in the care of
the priest is his best protection against robbery.
 Because priests are likely to be more Gifted than anyone else, Danjin said.
He looked more relaxed now, Auraya noted. They had come from the hospice, in
one of the poorer districts of the city. As a member of the city s upper class, he
had good reason to be uneasy there. If he had been alone, dressed as he was, he
would probably have been robbed.
At this time of year he had even more reason to be cautious. The Summer
Festival was also referred to as the Festival of the Thieves. Robbers, muggers
and pickpockets took advantage of worshippers when they could, either
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waylaying them on their way to make a donation or breaking into homes in
search of the savings stored in preparation for the festival.
The previous year a cunning young thief had made himself a fortune by climbing
in under the Temple plattens, drilling a hole into the bottom of the donation
boxes, and pocketing the coins. His first successes has inflated his confidence
and on the last day of the festival, after stories of the thefts had circulated, he had
been caught and beaten to death by enraged worshippers.
 We can t be far away now, Danjin muttered, peering out of the platten cover
again.
Auraya closed her eyes and searched the thoughts of those around them. From
the driver s mind she read that they were nearing the Temple entrance, then she
caught a snatch of anger from a vehicle in front. Looking closer, she learned that
the occupant was Terena Spicer, matriarch of one of the most wealthy and
powerful families of the city. Auraya was amused and a little disturbed to find
the woman s anger was directed at herself.
Intrigued, she watched as the woman s thoughts churned. She barely noticed
when Danjin informed her that they had passed through the arch and entered the
Temple. Only when the platten stopped did she break her concentration. They
climbed out. The paving before the Tower was crowded with plattens. Terena
Spicer hadn t emerged from her vehicle yet. Indicating that Danjin should
follow, Auraya strode into the Tower.
The enormous hall inside was full of priests, priestesses and the usual crowd of
wealthy families talking and gossiping after having deposited their donations. As
always, the entrance of a White sent a thrill of excitement through the crowd.
Auraya kept her pace swift and her eyes on the room where the donations were
presented. Despite this, a man stepped forward, intending to intercept her. To her
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relief, a priestess moved into his path to prevent him.
Danjin followed, full of unspoken questions. She considered stopping to explain,
but there was too little time. As she neared her destination, she briefly looked
into the minds of those within the donation room. A family had just made their
contribution and were about to leave. She opened the door and stepped inside.
Her arrival caused the room to fall silent in surprise. A high priest and four lesser
priests sat before a long, sturdy table. The family stood just within the door.
Auraya smiled and nodded to all.
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