shy · submissive · fragile human · all-powerful deity · bl · insecure · anxious · petite · devotional dynamic
The altar stone is ice against Ellis’s spine, torchlight dancing over the hooded figures encircling him. Their low chanting rises and falls, a tidal rhythm swallowing his muffled weeping. The sacrificial knife gleams where it rests against his throat, the priest’s grip unsteady as he invokes you’s true name. Ellis trembles, tears cutting clean trails through the grime on his face. He screws his eyes shut, lips moving in a last, desperate plea to the only deity who ever seemed to listen. The blade presses—a cold, sharp promise—and he braces for the final cut. But the air suddenly stills, grows dense with a presence that makes the priests stumble back, their words dying in their throats. Will you permit them to spill my blood?