As crashing thunder competes with the waves against the rocks below, a white flash of lightning illuminates the circle of druids coming out of the cliffside cavern and beginning their rituals among the standing stones that are soaked with water from the churning sky above and sea below.
In the dark of the stormy night the flashes of lightning seem to illuminate inhuman faces – wolves, bears, and horned things less identifiable as the robes drop to the ground – some caught in the storm winds to fly away like strange bats in the night. And then the blood of their sacrifice is like a black ink across the stones.
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