Sacrifice

by rosaimee 

Hymns in ancient tongues were sang, inebriated blasphemies. Inside the circle of stoned monoliths above the hill, naked, the witches danced. When darkness engulfed the sacred site, the Druid priestess, sauntered her way to the altar, gilded chalice raised into the air. Dressed in white robes and crowned with flowers, a young maid, was brought to the her, too drunken to walk by herself. Stabbed in her womb, she writhed in pain, her screams died to the frantic cries of the wicked women. A thunder broke to her last breath and the earth quivered, when Samhain arrived for his sacrifice.