Leyla squinted at him. "I've woven cloth. Nothing more."
High above the mortal world, where clouds broke like waves against invisible shores, there stood a temple that no map had ever recorded. Its walls were carved from moonstone, and its pillars hummed with a light that predated the sun. goddess leyla
In modern times, the mythology of Goddess Leyla continues to inspire and intrigue people. Her character has been reinterpreted in various contexts: Leyla squinted at him