Equinox [SP2019]

"Do I have to, Daddy?"

Little Coral stood looking at the writhing object before her. The ceremonial knife looked big in her tiny fist.

"Yes, dear. We've been over this. It has to be done. Do you remember what I told you?"

"Well...every year the sun gets cold and winter comes to the land. The crops die. The trees lose their leaves. If we don't give a gift of flesh and blood the sun will stay cold and it will be winter forever."

"That's right, honey. Our people have been doing this for generations. The sun has always warmed back up."

The object let out a muffled squeal.

"Go on now. Stab it in where I showed you."

The knife flashed down. It bit deep and bright blood flowed down the channels etched into the sides of the altar. The young woman (nude and tied spread-eagle upon it) gave a last gasp and fell still. Light faded from her blue eyes.

"Good job, honey. I'm so proud of you. Now, let's go get something to eat."

The End

a reply to: Skid Mark

More truth to that tale than many would want to admit ! Salute

a reply to: Skid Mark


A reminder of how it use to be.

Good job.

a reply to: 727Sky

Thanks. It reminds me of certain people I know. They don't do sacrifices or anything but they have the same mind-set.

a reply to: highvein

Thanks. I enjoyed writing this one.

a reply to: Skid Mark

Wow, quick and to the point of the subject.

How different this was to a lot of the other stories.

Well done,

kind regards,

bally

a reply to: bally001

Thanks. It came to me all at once while I was at work.

a reply to: Skid Mark


Neat! The language you used worked well in this and made it seem less meso American or whatever, more...universal.

a reply to: SprocketUK
Thanks. I wanted to make it seem like it could be taking place anywhere.