[ WP ] Flowers grew where she walked , only to be burned away in the footsteps of him who followed .

Flowers grew where she walked, only to be burned away by the footsteps of him who followed. This was their inherent nature, and their was no more volition behind the shoots that sprouted beneath her tread than there was behind the trail of singed stubble left in his wake. But where her gait betrayed her determination, it appeared positively carefree besides his gingerly toed pursuit, loathe as he was to scorch the growth. For in her presence alone was he cowed utterly. He existed, in truth, solely to glorify her, just as she existed solely for his purification and redemption. And so they passed across the land, one headstrong but unhurried, one with almost reverential tenderness, to a destination known to them alone. Thus did the spirits of Sin and Virtue retire from the world, leaving the denizens of the mortal realm to discover and prove their own true natures. 
 
 
 -The Third Sage, Treasurehouse of Mystic Knowledge 1:20.
