"The Ritual is ready, Father Martin.", a young boy says, as he came up to the kneeling priest.
After a moment of complete silence, the old man opens his eyes to look up at the starlit night sky above them. "So the time has finally come...", he murmurs, more to himself than the boy.
Father Martin slowly stands up and looks at the slightly trembling boy beside him. He squints his eyes. "Is something wrong, Gared?" Been caught, he quickly lowers his head in shame. "No, I uh... I was- I was just thinking.....", the boy stutters. "Speak, boy!", interrupts the old man harshly. He takes a deep breath and looks up at his mentor with worry. "What if we fail? What if we can't seal the Numen?" For a moment, the priest didn't know what to say, seemingly caught off guard, but he quickly regained his composure and puts a hand on his shoulder.
"We can not fail.", he says and walks past the boy towards the ritual site.
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The Numen
Fantasy"Once upon a time, twelve animal gods ruled over our world. They were called the Numen. How come you've never seen or heard of them before, you ask? Well....some powerful people didn't like the idea of being ruled by some unknown deities, so they pr...
