Edited by C. Sacco Illustration by Kassandra Leigh Echoes snapped and cracked off the marble walls of the Administrata Rolan. The stern eyes of the marble Seraphim guardians gazed down at the purpose-filled Marshal. Marching, drumming out a determined staccato, she made the only noise present in the reverent halls of Law. Anyone in the long hallways could hear the advance and upon seeing her demeanor instantly found their way to the feet of the grand Statuary of the Ascended on the a. . .