...She had learned early that hoarding turned gold to ash in your hands, that the only true wealth was what circled freely, gifts given and received in endless exchange. The woman who tended her temple was not wealthy by the standards of kingdoms, but her hands were always full of something to give. Bread, water, shelter, kind words, whatever was needed. And people returned what they could, and the circle continued, each person made rich by the giving, each enriched by knowing they could give something that mattered. The Golden Lady looked down from the bright place where the grateful hearts gathered, and saw that this was how true prosperity worked, not in the hoarding of the fearful, but in the circulation of generosity between human hearts. She blessed the woman's hands again, and again, that they might never know emptiness, and the bread multiplied, the store renewed, the abundance continued its endless flow...