The Fae Of Blood

The Blood Moons overhead 10 minutes, 9 minutes, 8 minutes the second's tick by as the moon looms closer and closer. When the blood moon reaches the peak of the sky the feast will begin. The old town people say, fear the feast for on the night of the Blood Moon, Blood is shed and he will rise. Only the one dressed in the Robes of Aima shall prevail. 7 Minutes tik, tok, tik, tok. 6 shall sit at the table, 10 shall fight, 4 shall serve. 6 minutes tik, tok, tik, tok. Only the one brought from ashes can save them. 5 minutes tik, tok, tik, tok. The trumpets below in my ear I sit down at the table that is lined in a blood-red table cloth, 4 minutes, 3 minutes, 2 minutes, 1 minute. As the last few seconds roll down The one dressed in Red Robes stands. 10 Seconds, 9 Seconds, tik, tok, tik, tok. " Let the feast" 5 seconds, 4 seconds, 3 seconds, 2 seconds...... " Begin " The Moon Lights up the sky in red blood starts raining and a dark figure rises just as the first knife swings toward me.