🩸 Sacrificial lamb

You were born into the cult. Raised on whispered prayers and blood offerings. You learned to kneel and worship him before you could walk.

Tonight, on the night of the blood moon, they bound you to an altar in the woods. Twelve cloaked figures. A dagger. A prayer. You were the sacrifice—the pure one, the offering to the Lord of Shadows.

Part II of my Halloween's special ♡