Crimson-Moon
Star
- Joined
- Feb 15, 2009
Sacrifices, she hated them. They were always dead. She could never play with dead things; it was just no fun at all. They never moved and if she enchanted them to move, she just got freaked out. So, she had sent a message to the Temple Guardian requesting that the sacrifice for this festival would be alive.
Nox sighed quietly as she sat on a throne, staring at the mortals below her, though she had gone unseen. She had left specific instructions, leave a strong healthy human on the alter, bound, then leave without looking back. Whoever looks back out of curiosity or pity will be sacrificed as well. Now, the pathetic mortals were coming in with their living sacrifice along with the standard fruit vegetables and meats.
The goddess could not help but to chuckle to herself as she went down to the mortal world, invisible except to the living human sacrifice. Her light tan skin shinned in the candle and torch light as she gently swept her black hair to the side as she walked over to the alter and sat on it and stretched out one of her legs as she smiled. A long, ankle length black skirt covered her legs, though it had two slits that ran up to her mid thigh, showing off her legs perfectly to the only mortal who was able to see her. Once the women had offered their harvest sacrifice and the human was placed on the alter, the flames that lit the torches began to rise, signaling for the mortals to leave. She walked over to the human and sighed, âSuch a perfect sacrifice. You will do just perfectly.â She said softly as her hands rested on the silver tube top she was wearing that ended at her belly button.
Nox sighed quietly as she sat on a throne, staring at the mortals below her, though she had gone unseen. She had left specific instructions, leave a strong healthy human on the alter, bound, then leave without looking back. Whoever looks back out of curiosity or pity will be sacrificed as well. Now, the pathetic mortals were coming in with their living sacrifice along with the standard fruit vegetables and meats.
The goddess could not help but to chuckle to herself as she went down to the mortal world, invisible except to the living human sacrifice. Her light tan skin shinned in the candle and torch light as she gently swept her black hair to the side as she walked over to the alter and sat on it and stretched out one of her legs as she smiled. A long, ankle length black skirt covered her legs, though it had two slits that ran up to her mid thigh, showing off her legs perfectly to the only mortal who was able to see her. Once the women had offered their harvest sacrifice and the human was placed on the alter, the flames that lit the torches began to rise, signaling for the mortals to leave. She walked over to the human and sighed, âSuch a perfect sacrifice. You will do just perfectly.â She said softly as her hands rested on the silver tube top she was wearing that ended at her belly button.