The wine and blood combine beneath the bones
Still wet from it's taken life
The candle wax drips onto the floor
Wax and blood are hard to clean.
The heady smell from
The wine
The candles
The sacrifice
Hurts the head
And burns the nose
Her hands are tough from past sacrifices
But her head is heavy and her mind is weak
She has done this ritual countless times
Yet it feel different this time, as
Her hands shake
Her heart races
The sun seeps in
A voice whispers in the air
The candles snuff out
She smiles
The Gods are pleased.
