Trees whirl and twirl and wheel, dervishes flinging their leaves like multi-colored scarves teasing the worshippers with downcast eyes kneeling at their roots.
The priests lay the drugged warrior down by the edge of the bog pond, testing his leather bonds. The oldest druid, white beard laced with mistletoe, slits the throat of his sacrifice.
I want to thank everyone for their comments on my stress post. I ran out of time for replying to comments but I always read your comments and enjoy them so much.
Write a story in exactly 55 words.