A druid led his son into a henge. ‘Days shorten. The sun is ailing,’ he said. ‘Can we heal it?’ asked the boy. The druid raised a knife.
A druid led his son into a henge. ‘Days shorten. The sun is ailing,’ he said. ‘Can we heal it?’ asked the boy. The druid raised a knife.
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Great job building tension! I have to say, I’m glad you stopped where you did – I would have had to close my eyes for the rest!
Dark but effective. Great story!