The time went by slowly, but finally the time arrived. Hiseo knew it instantly by the sound of a gong ringing down in the valley. It was the sound used for festivals, and also the one used for sacrifice. Like before, the villagers would lead their chosen victim out of the village and up past the trees until they were on the mountain path. From there, it was a straight climb with no room for deviation. The sacrifice would climb alone, unless she dared escape.

A faint grin crossed Hiseo's face, revealing the pointed teeth that alluded to his true form. Although, besides his dark horns and pointed ears, there wasn't much about the elegant man that said who he truly was. No, he was just an ordinary being right now, handsome as all gods were. Ah well, he would have some time before she arrived, so he moved about his home, preparing to let in someone knew.