Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Words about Her

Haruka closed her eyes. She knew her way without looking. Her hands followed the walls of the narrow passage. They slid along the cool rocks as she went further into the darkness. This month’s sacrifice was fat and strong. Haruka had tied one end of a rope around her waist and the other around the fat offering. She didn’t want him running away and telling everyone about her. He kept digging in his heels, resisting. She bit her tongue with impatience. He was proving the biggest challenge yet.
She knew she’d bruised the sacrifice, getting him through the narrow entrance and making him follow her, but the Gods would be forgiving. They always forgave her. Of course they did. She was a good, loyal subject, after all.

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