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was a narrow precinct of one or two metres of elevation, excavated exactly behind the Face and
               scarcely illuminated from the floor  by the  Perennial Lamp. Over the floor platform, in fact,
               existed a tiny stove made of stone in which furnace was placed, since the Lydian improved the
               form of the Cult, the Perennial Lamp:  and slab permitted to cover the upper part of the stove
               and moderate the exiguous light way out. Now this light was minimum due to the Hierophant
               was prepared to realize a crucial operation of the Ritual: to effectuate the aperture of the Eyes
               of the Goddess. To make it they just had to displace inwards both pieces of stone, connected
               each other, which usually remained perfectly assembled in the Face and produced the illusion
               that some stony Eye Lids covered the bulb of the Eyes: those heavy pieces required the strength
               of two men to be placed in that position, but, once there, was enough to release the tether and
               they slided over a ramp that occupied all the interior area.
                      This  scene  must  be  imagined.  The  Ashes’  fence  of  the  Sacred  Forest  forming  a  clear
               space  and  on  its  centre,  huge  and  imposing,  the  Apple-tree  of  Tharsis  and  the  Statue  of
               Goddess Pyrene. And before the Goddess Countenance, in a position which exalts even more
               the  colossal  size  and  the  disturbing  serpentine  Hair,  the  Chosen  Ones,  with  a  fix  gaze  and
               anxious heart, awaiting her Manifestation, the personal call the doors of the Test of the Cold
               Fire. From above, Goddess Loa spills silver flashes of light over that square. Suddenly, coming
               from  a  near  Forest,  a  group  of  beautiful  dancers  interpose  between  the  Chosen  Ones  and
               Goddess Pyrene: with the body naked of clothing and only with ornamental objects, bracelets
               and rings in hands and foots, necklaces and colored belts, large pendant rings, bands in the
               forehead, which let the hair fall freely. They came jumping at the rhythm of a syrinx and never
               stopped in any moment but they immediately started a frenetic dance. Previously, they had
               practiced the ritual libation of an aphrodisiac nectar and due to this their eyes are brilliant of
               desire and their gestures insinuating and lascivious: the hips and bellies never stops to move
               and can be seen, at every moment, in a thousand different positions; firm breasts shacked as
               the  flight  of  pigeons  and  wet  mouths  are  longing  opened;  all  the  dance  is  an  irresistible
               temptation to the pleasures of the carnal love.
                      Of course, the displayed erotism by the dancers had by objective to sexually excite the
               Chosen  Ones,  turning  in  them  the  Warm  Fire  of  the  Animal  Passion.  Such  dance  was  a
               vestige of the Ancient Cult of Fire and its culmination in other periods would have ended in an
               unbridled orgy. But the reform of the Cold Fire had changed things and now was forbidden the
               ritual intercourse and was demanded, instead, that  the Chosen Ones experienced the Warm
               Fire in the Heart. If any Chosen One lacked of forces to refuse the treat of the dancers he could
               joined them and enjoy never imagined delight, but this would have not save him of the death
               because he would be murdered later for his weakness. The demanded behavior to the Chosen
               Ones required to remain immutable until the conclusion of the dance, maintaining the gaze fix
               in Countenance of the Goddess.
                      Let's go back to the scene. The volume of the music went increasing and now is a choir of
               flutes  and  drums  accompanying  the  cadenced  movements;  the  dancers  pant,  the  dance
               becomes febrile and the erotic expression arrives to its apogee, behind them, the Smile of the
               Goddess seems more ironic than ever. The Chosen Ones are concentrated in Pyrene but they
               can't avoid to perceive, how among the mists of a dream, to the dancing feminine beauties who
               intoxicated them with passion, who dragged them to an inevitably warn and suffocating abyss.
               Is then when it becomes necessary the intervention of the Goddess, when the Chosen Ones,

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