Let the feast begin!
Wow! Wow! Wow!
It has been a long time since I have felt this kind of adrenalin rush. Today I have made my first kill. Eyes wide open as I saw the butt of my atheme strike the back of his head. Just behind the ears, like the Book said.
A circle of stones which contains a stone alter in the center. In the middle of the alter was carved a symbol, a five pointed star - the power of physical manifestation. The quarters were called and the Divine Lord and Lady were invited to attend. And there stood the Priest before the Gods with the offering of pure Velvet in his hands. After having been received, the offering was placed on the stone alter. After a moment of thanksgiving and deep inner repose the Priest picked up his dagger, with the other hand he held Velvet still and without hesitation he struck.
It was at this point that the fantasy became reality. I was not at all prepared for the squeal. I was not expecting any thing but that was farther than I had ever reached. After having realized that I had taken my hands off I reached back out and held him as his life force left him. what had seemed like forever he gently became unanimated. Lying gently quiet, at peace. My heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of my chest. Breathe, damn it, breathe!
There on his knees sits the Priest/King, in front of the Gods with his offering there before him. His blood has been spilled on the Earth. The sacrifice has been made and accepted. Let the offering be properly prepared and eaten by Gods.
His will had been set into motion...
The deed has been done.
The ritual is now over.
It has been a long time since I have felt this kind of adrenalin rush. Today I have made my first kill. Eyes wide open as I saw the butt of my atheme strike the back of his head. Just behind the ears, like the Book said.
A circle of stones which contains a stone alter in the center. In the middle of the alter was carved a symbol, a five pointed star - the power of physical manifestation. The quarters were called and the Divine Lord and Lady were invited to attend. And there stood the Priest before the Gods with the offering of pure Velvet in his hands. After having been received, the offering was placed on the stone alter. After a moment of thanksgiving and deep inner repose the Priest picked up his dagger, with the other hand he held Velvet still and without hesitation he struck.
It was at this point that the fantasy became reality. I was not at all prepared for the squeal. I was not expecting any thing but that was farther than I had ever reached. After having realized that I had taken my hands off I reached back out and held him as his life force left him. what had seemed like forever he gently became unanimated. Lying gently quiet, at peace. My heart was pounding like it was about to jump out of my chest. Breathe, damn it, breathe!
There on his knees sits the Priest/King, in front of the Gods with his offering there before him. His blood has been spilled on the Earth. The sacrifice has been made and accepted. Let the offering be properly prepared and eaten by Gods.
His will had been set into motion...
The deed has been done.
The ritual is now over.