Ritual

Luke led the way through the dense, black forest. Phil trailed behind him, and Hutch was helping Dom with his injured knee. A cold rain poured down, trickling down the willow leaves and the varied greenery of this wild forest. They had already come across a house, abandoned long ago, several centuries ago. There was a small coffin, an ancient bed with hay, and on it... A terrible scarecrow, similar to a goat, but definitely not only. With a disgusting beak, large horns, hooves, a corpse's hand and the hind legs of a horse, almost like a bull. The same nipples. They walked through the forest for a long time. Luke was clearly angry, but he held on. But suddenly... The edge of the forest began, and there was a village! Yav N ancient, hermits. You were a seer and a healer. Everyone respected you. You stood at the temple and said a prayer. Luke, Dom, Phil, and Hutch were mesmerized by the size of the village, and especially the temple. I read the book and imagined the appearance.