For as long as Lara can remember, she's lived on the farm outside Perun. By day she keeps watch over sheep. But at night she dreams of lofty halls of gold and marble, and other, less pleasant things. Things best forgotten, or so her mother says. Now the festival of Crowning has come, and Lara longs to go. But to stray from the farm- to see other people- is forbidden. But why? What harm could it do? After all, she only wants to see the festival, not...