The Arch- said, pointing to the icon that now crested his temple's spire, "Does not the gold stand out most luminous, beckoning travelers in from the night?" "Yes, the gold," said Skythe, the icon's commissioned artisan, knowing well that what the Arch- beheld were the twin oil lamps burning brightly in the icon's heart. A thin sheath of gold moderated the light, the rest of the gold for the piece Skythe kept himself along with the substantial commission.